
Photo: Dvora Freedman
If all train seats are taken
And the ride is still long
Why not pull out a beach chair
You happen to bring along
And with paper at hand
Lounge like where you belong?
For Kammie’s Oddball Photo Challenge

Photo: Dvora Freedman
If all train seats are taken
And the ride is still long
Why not pull out a beach chair
You happen to bring along
And with paper at hand
Lounge like where you belong?
For Kammie’s Oddball Photo Challenge

Photo: Amitai Asif
Not much can
Match
A magenta batch
Like brilliant
Lime
For a dozen
A dime.

Photo: Philip Coons
It was down
To the wire
To find glorious
A perch,
As the skies
Drew around them
A gray dome
As church.
For the One Word Sunday Challenge: Threesome

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
One does not need a plan
To get lost
In this new town
She thought
Right before
She did.
For The Weekend Writing Prompt: Haphazard
Dedicated to my friend F.C. who at least had the wherewithal to call the local cavalry …

Photo: Amitai Asif
She could not believe her eyes
As the path forked into surprise
And the end of trail became
Just step one into the game
Long the day stretched on ahead
Hours left for them to tread.
“Bah,” they taunted. “Your resolutions never last.”
She stewed.
When her twin brothers showed up for their monthly siblings’-dinner, muscles and righteous bravado rippling under too-tight shirts, she knew what they were expecting: Frozen pizza or boxed mac-and-cheese. The usual Candace-can’t-cook stuff.
They sprawled on her couch and let her putter in the kitchen.
“When’s the pizza ready, Sis?” Brian called. “We’re starving.”
She smirked. He and Bobby lectured her alright, but she knew they secretly looked forward to their junkfood fix.
“Oh, no pizza,” she brought out the shot glasses. “Wheatgrass!”
For Friday Fictioneers, August 10, 2018

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Eight brown ducks bobbing by
In the shade, under sky
Waiting for humans’ bread
To fall down on their head.
For August photo a day challenge

Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
There is nothing more lovely
Than riding in pair
Over waves
Under skies
Skimming high
Fins in air.
For the Sunday Stills photo challenge: Friend

Photo: Atara Katz
If you come atop such
Bottled up
Glass
Be sure to not
Pass
Such opportune
Moment
For an impromptu
Dance class.
For the Wits End Photo Challenge: Illusions

Photo: Inbar Asif
If you’re out and about
But your thirst is quite real
There’s a clear stream awaiting
To help you chill your fill.
For the Sunday Still Challenge: Summer drink
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