Shuttered Way

downhill SmadarHalperinEpshtein

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Old way down stony hill

Many shutters hold still.

Do aged walls

Yet recall

What in past time rang through:

“Gardez l’eau, Gardez l’eau…”?

 

 

For Cee’s Which Way Challenge

 

Squirreled

Squirrel InbarAsif

Photo: Inbar Asif

 

In the deep chill of winter

It got caught en route

To a squirreled away

Acorn nuts loot.

 

 

Dedicated with love to my Southern Hemisphere friends, on this solstice day.

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge

 

 

Market Day

PHOTO PROMPT © Fatima Fakier Deria

 

“Where is that boy?” Hassan demanded.

“I sent your son to your father,” Um-Ali responded from below.

Her voice was calm in the way that often enraged him. As if she’s talking to a baby, he fumed.

“What were you thinking?!” he exploded. “You know I need him on market day!”

“I know you need help on market day,” she stated. “I called Mustafa.”

Her brother. Lord of bossy annoyance. Hassan glowered at his wife.

She chuckled. “You look exactly as Ali had this morning when he thought he’d have to go with you.”

 

 

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers June-22-2018

Jabberwocky

down under SmadarHalperinEpshtein

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

If the spoot

Got your boot

And the ptuk

Stole your truck,

It is time to call

A glonky

To clean up

This jabberwocky.

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for June 18, 2018:

Jabberwocky

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Sentry Lesson

PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays

 

“It isn’t armor that makes one a good kitchen-window sentry,” he instructed the younglings during a quick peck break.

“Is it the blade?” piped Pepper and stretched a leg to critically eye a very immature spur.

The bird clucked fondly at the chick. Always the feisty one, Pepper was. Last to emerge from the egg but first in every yard-race since.

“No, Son,” the quail stretched tall. “It is all in the plume. Once it grows, hold it high, bob it well.”

 

 

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The Epithet

twins OfirAsif

Photo: Ofir Asif

 

They called them “The Twins”

And termed them inseparable.

Though they each had a name

Using those seemed interminable.

There was ease in regarding

Two beings at once

When the duo rarely gave

Singularity a chance.

 

 

Merriam-Webster’s word for June 12, 2018:

Epithet

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Promised Appetite

Artichoke DvoraFreedman

Photo: Dvora Freedman

 

Where the green spikes grow tall

And the artichoke blossoms

You just know that the future

Will taste pretty awesome.

 

 

For The Tuesday Photo Challenge

Waiting for Sam

Friday Fictioneers’ photo prompt © Roger Bultot

 

He’ll meet her at the exhibition at Noon, he’d promised.

“You’ll see. Twelve on the dot.”

“Like Cinderella?” she had joked.

“Sort of.”

She scanned the crowds, the balconies, the empty domes that rose above like marble skies.

Laughter echoed. People milled around.

She checked her watch again.

It had inched, traitorous, well past twelve o’clock.

Like Cinderella with no fairy godmother, she thought.

Never should have eaten that pumpkin Sam had bought.

 

 

 

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Digging to China

Friday Fictioneers’ photo prompt © Connie Gayer

 

He didn’t want to hear a word against the possibility.

“It is a round world, Meg,” he said,

And listened not to facts nor feasibility.

“China is there at the bottom, you will see.”

He said and spread the shovels all around for company.

It’s been a long first year of him retired

And the days stretched on.

“Go ahead, dear,” Meg agreed,

For China may let her keep her sanity indeed.

 

 

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