Fraud Code

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She caught her sister’s eye and an unspoken understanding passed between them.

They’d perfected their “Fraud Code” through years spent in the shadow of a charlatan, and it took nothing more than a gaze for them to signal – and validate to each other – recognition of ‘another one.’

Their childhoods’ costs aside, at least they could sniff out similar quacks from afar.

 

 

For the Weekly Writing Prompt: Charlatan in 61 words

 

 

Line In The Water

Line in the water NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Draw a line in the water

To hold a boundary

For speed,

Where the motors

Rush inward,

For horizon

To meet.

 

Float a line strung together

Of what floats

And won’t sink,

So you can

After sunset

Draw it home

And night

Concede.

 

 

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: In or on the water

 

 

At The Gate

At the gate NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

For the gate from the old

Must stand guard

Not by sword

But to hold

Off the passage of years

So the lessons of past

May find ways to

Be cast.

 

 

For Cee’s Black &White Photo Challenge: Fences and Gates

 

Essentially

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

“Essentially, it should just be a matter of putting one foot in front of the other,” Dan noted, raising a mischievous bushy eyebrow and staring meaningfully at the assembled group of aspiring hikers. “Only that for some of us this might be an impossibility, seeing that … well …”

The participants laughed.

The six youngsters had barely five feet between them, let alone the assumed two per beating heart.

Dan had none.

“So,” the bearded guide waved a muscular arm over the skateboard that supported his legless torso. “We do something better.”

He pointed at each of the youngsters and their varied modes of conveyance. “We glide, we slide, we roll, we hop, we drive. We do whatever is necessary, and …” he chuckled, “because lunch will be served at the end of this path, we best get started or we’ll also end up doing it hungrily.”

 

 

For the SoCS challenge: ends with -ly

 

Shades of Pink

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Photo: Adi Rozen-Zvi

 

With slightly curled

Petals’ ends,

She is feeling

Her age.

And she smiles

At the buds,

That unfurl

A fresh edge.

Sun and wind

Kissed her leaves.

Rain had shared

Its own drink.

She is older

But happy,

To live in all

Shades of pink.

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Rose

 

The Vanishing Point

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Photo: Ofir Asif

 

 

At the vanishing point

They have passed

To be gassed,

Leaving us

To a world

That forever now must,

Not forget

How the place

Of no return

Has been crossed,

And we none are

The same

For hate’s shadow’s

Been cast.

In the name of those

Vanished

Who shall not be forgot,

We can vow to hold hope,

And let compassion

Outlast.

 

 

 

For Nancy Merrill’s A Photo a Week Challenge: Vanishing Point

 

On The Stair Way

Central park stairs NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Take your time

As you climb.

Hold the rail.

Breathe in. Exhale.

On the stair way

Of life

Steps of joy

Steps of strife.

Both the rise

And descent

Are energies

Quite well spent,

As long as your heart

Can extend

To see a tad

‘Round the bend.

 

For the Which Way Challenge

 

Make A Splash

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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

 

 

Thankful Still

Ebb and Flow NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Thankful still for life’s living

Thankful still

For the hope

That each breath that’s drawn in

Can begin

And can bring.

Thankful still, if hadn’t always

For the ebb

And the flow

Of small joys and big sorrows

As they come

And they go

As we grow

And we know.

 

 

For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Thankful

 

 

Pensive Park

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Photo: Philip Coons

 

In a park, on a lawn,  by a

Trail

This board aimless wander

Curtails,

And the question it

Raises

Brings along varied

Phrases.

What would your heart

Assign

If you saw such a

Sign?

 

 

For Kammie’s Oddball Challenge