Farewell

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(Photo: Amitai Asif)

 

They said farewell.

They said goodnight.

They walked into dark

From light.

Their hearts were sad.

Their eyes were bright

With tears that grief will soon ignite.

Her passing’s new

Her suffering done.

They walked with her as

One cycle ended and a new began.

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Goodnight in 45 words

Dedicated with love to my aunt, whose funeral is across an ocean and a sea tonight. May her memory be a blessing.

 

 

When It Died

 

It was a sad day when It died.

They gathered around the carcass. Inert now that the spark of life had left.

It looked abandoned. It looked suddenly old and unintelligent. Younglings who had tiptoed by its parking, suddenly sped by in wheeled exuberance, impervious to the loss.

It was the way it was, perhaps.

The way of time.

Still the closest friends held a sort of vigil. They hummed a monotone of song, in memory of speed’s potential and of what could no longer be ignited.

Then they left. To let It be. Disjointed. Parted. Never to move on.

 

 

 

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

Photo prompt © Ted Strutz

 

Where She Lies

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Photo: Andrew Buchanan on Unsplash

 

Where the green grass ends

And the ocean grows

Is where she lies

And listens

To the crabs

As they crawl

And the fish

As they flutter

And the wind

As it lifts the

Wings of

Sandpipers

And spins

Seashells

On the sand.

 

 

For RDP Friday: Lies

(and for Kathryn, in my mind’s eye)

 

Fallen

Fallen NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

I’ve lost connection

With over-tired roots

Fragile

With the passage of the elements

And time.

I’ve let go

To the shifting earth

And to the rocks

Repeatedly cracked open

By frost and sun.

And toppled to lie

Finally

Atop the ground.

Ready to go back

To that from which

I had

Become.

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Trees

 

 

Saving Daylight

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Cherish every moment

Left

Of light as

Suns will set.

Hold on to the

Deep rewards

Of daylight breathed

Through soul,

And saved.

 

For Terri’s Sunday Stills Challenge: Daylight Hours

 

After The Fire

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Photo: Dvora Freedman

 

After the fire

Come the expelled breath

Of sorrow,

The stripped soul

Of Earth,

The charred remains

Of dreams,

And the held breath

Of hope.

 

 

For the dVerse challenge: Fire

 

Grace’s Embrace

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Photo: Inbar Asif

 

What grace allowed

Through ocean’s sigh

And earth’s old core

That plumed near by,

Embraces life

In all that die.

 

For the Ragtag Monday Prompt: Grace

 

A Basalt Creek After The Rain

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Photo: Atara Katz

 

A basalt creek after the rain

Where mountains spewed onto the plain

Cold lava rock there still remains

The base for what’ll grow again.

 

For Six Word Saturday

 

Make Way

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

There’s a path in the park

Lined by mulch from trees past

So that every step presses

What had grown,

What won’t last.

 

 

For Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge