Commuting Perspective

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

When stuck in stalled traffic

Or standing smooshed on the train

I remind myself how

For many

The commute is truly a strain.

 

For Sunday Stills: Transportation

 

Bedtime for Luna


PHOTO PROMPT © Gah Learner

 

“So, remember,” her hand on the door’s handle. “Bedtime at 9, only one treat, brush your teeth.”

“And no opening the door for anyone,” he intoned.

At least it got him a smile. There weren’t many of them of late.

She tucked an errant lock of hair behind an ear and suddenly he couldn’t stand it.

“When will you be back?” He knew. He had to ask.

She glanced at the window. The court-order weighed heavy on her mind.

“When Luna goes to bed behind the mountain, I’ll be home.”

For the last time.

 

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

 

Tempestuous Times

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Photo: cmurrey, Flickr

 

“These are tempestuous times,” she said

And her strong hands wrung the laundered sheets

To squeeze out suds

As she would want

To push out infiltrated evil.

“I’ve seen hardship before,” she stirred

The linens

In the boiling vat,

Simmering the despair

Till it foamed and evaporated

Into bleached hope.

“Wrong does not last,” she rinsed

And wrung

And shook

And hung

The wash

Till it fluttered

Free

To dry,

Only the barest of stains

Still visible

In the sun.

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for July 30, 2018:

Tempestuous

This post continues the blogging challenge in which Merriam-Webster’s Word of the Day, serves as inspiration a-la the “Daily Prompt.”

Want to join me? Feel free to link to this post on your blog, and/or post a link to your blogpost in the comment section below so others can enjoy it, too. Poetry, photography, short stories, anecdotes: Go for it!

For more visibility, tag your post with #WordOfDayNY, so your post can be searchable.

“Follow” me if you want to receive future prompts, or just pop in when you’re looking for inspiration. Here’s to the fun of writing and our ever-evolving blogging community!

 

Age Value

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Photo: Amitai Asif

 

Water-worn by the ages

By the floods

By the rain,

Time has carved

Eras’ layers

Through the rock

Grain by grain.

Scars of years

Line the wadi

To funnel life –

None in vain.

 

 

For The Tuesday Photo Challenge

Measure of Hope

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In every time of

Hardship

There is a

Measure of

Hope.

In every time of sorrow

There is a

Measure of

Love

For what was

Lost.

In every uphill struggle

There is a

Measure of

Vistas

To be reached.

In every battle

There

Must

Be

A measure of

Understanding

For the

Absolute

Necessity

Of

Peace.

For The Daily Post

Adele and the Penguin–a blog to behold

Needing some guidance? Oh, have I got a great spot for you to go to!!

If your life feels upended, out of whack, overwhelmed–here’s a splendid path for you to follow–check it out: Adele and the Penguin–making sense of an upside down world, is a delightful site in general, and to top this off Adele is currently running a series of practical, spiritual, and path-enlightening entries on how to manage life’s upheaval and find light aplenty through dark tunnels of tough stuff.

Down to earth, high on spirit.

Read it! To borrow Adele’s oft expression: This is fab!

In this awesome series, there are two installments down, one to go–read them now, so you have time to mill it over before the third one makes a show.

First Installment: Challenges for today’s brave Lightworkers and Healers

Second Installment: Initiation Portals for today’s brave Lightworkers and Healers

Third one coming soon and I am absolutely sure–worth it, so be in the know!

[While you’re at the Penguin, poke around. You’ll find gems in every link. Great stuff abounds!]

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In response to today’s entry re: portals--some thoughts, and much gratitude to the soulful words and instructing teachings of Adele (seriously, check out her website, you will not be sorry, and you’ll likely get a good laugh while you’re at it–she’s serious fun!):

So very important, Adele, and so true. For, yes … for the good to be distinct, we must KNOW what is bad, how to recognize it and how to forge a path to emerge from it into new homes. 

Like the oscillation of a pendulum, the higher we want it to go to one side, the lower it must go to the other. It cannot go up without repeatedly dipping down. We cannot soar without plummeting. It is comforting to know this is how it is done …

For light to be defined, we must know the depth of darkness. It is the bog of hopelessness that teaches the power of a ray of sunlight and a handhold. It is the horror of cruelty that magnifies an act of kindness and instills the absolute knowledge of the transforming power of empathy and love.

Let there be light in the darkness; let there be a handhold to have in the depths; let there be hope in the void; let there be help in the desperate corners of pain; let there be friendship in the loneliest places, let there be love to weave strength with in the most desolate place. Let there be new rising bright, rising wise, from the old.

Forest Portal

No learning is ever wasted

No learning is ever wasted.

No experience is ever for naught.

It is what meaning we find which makes the difference

Between what we believe was useless

And what can in fact be used, quite a lot.

Hardship breaks the heart open

It splinters the spirit

But in the spaces then made there is room more to grow.

There is pause for refocus, for remeasuring hope

For finding compassion, for opening of doors

For a new understanding,

Improving the focus on all of life’s scopes.

No learning is ever wasted.

No true lesson is ever for naught.

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