Photo: Inbar Asif
Listen to the sound
Of children
Playing
Under the careful
Eye
Of matriarchs,
And the friable
Hold
Of the world suspended
By a thread.
Perhaps there is no
Safer
Sentinel
Than a wise grandmother’s trunk
Lifting
The future
Over her head.
For the Lens-Artists Challenge: Street Art
Photo: Amitai Asif
I am worn,
But not weary.
I’ve weathered many
A winter,
Warmed multiple
Frozen hands,
Filled long lines
Of empty
Stomachs
With stews and soups of
All kinds.
I’ve seen good times
And not so,
Heard voices
Soft
And too loud.
I’ve dried the wet
Off of feet,
The tears off
Of cheeks,
Eased the sorrow of
Broken hearts.
I am worn,
But not weary.
Grab a spoon,
Find a bowl,
And take a seat
By my side.
For the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Weathered or worn
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Ephstein
What lesson does history tell
Of shattered bits,
And scratched on bells?
Can peals of old
Be heard
Be said
So we not ruin
What’s ahead?
For the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: History
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
The birds spiral
‘Round the spire
And the bells peal
Half and whole,
As the sky paints blue
Horizons
In a neighborhood
For all.
For the Lens-Artist Challenge: Around the neighborhood
Photo: Atara Katz
Their shadows walked ahead
Tasting paths
Testing light
Traveling a step
Before
Their feet
Pressed footprints
And memories
Into sand.
For the Lens-Artist Challenge: Shadows
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
I did not quite expect,
On the beach, in the sun,
A visit from dinos
Puppeted by a man.
Granted these all were smaller
Than the ones I would fear,
But I still did not really
Want them too near.
My eyes must’ve
Been wide
As I waved
Him aside,
But two chairs
To the right
He sold three
With delight.
For the Lens-Artist Photo Challenge: Unexpected
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Roofed in green
Curves of foliage
They stand chiseled
And skilled,
Each a niche
Dedicated
To the men of
The guild.
For the Lens-Artist Challenge: curves
Photo: Amitai Asif
Where does solid begin?
Where does the liquid end?
Do the depths mirror
What lurks behind the bend?
Does the murk hold the answer?
Does the shimmer hide foe?
Will you know where to dive
And where you should not go?
For the Lens’ Artists Photo Challenge: Reflections
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
Make a splash
Face the turmoil
Don’t let the surf
Turn you back.
Hold on tight
To your courage
Let waves become
Your heart’s soundtrack.
For the Lens Artists Photo Challenge: Splash
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Sentinels
Set in stone
Guard gates of
This temple zone.
Come to leave
You must pass
By these guards
From the past,
Who protect it
Perhaps
From time’s
Inevitable collapse.
For the Lens-Artists Challenge: Doors and doorways
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