Photo: Amitai Asif
One man.
One sail.
One boat.
One day.
The rock of waves
Holding a sway,
He grasps the bar
Through misty spray,
As mountains loom
In white and gray.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: One
Headway
Life Lessons
Wild Places
Photo: Ofir Asif
Find wild places inside your
Self,
Where vistas stretch
Your heart.
Climb peaks you did not know
Exist.
Let freedom
Joy impart.
For the Lens-Artist Challenge: Wild
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Best Foot Forward
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
Put you best foot
Forward,
No matter what your size
Or tread.
Put your best foot
Forward,
Let no one fill your soul
With dread.
Put your best foot
Forward,
And follow both your heart
And head.
Put your best foot
Forward,
So you can find your path
Ahead.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Feet or legs
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Vulnerable To Sputter
Photo: Amitai Asif
Freedom
Doesn’t require
You relinquish all
Protection,
For without it
Flames become
Vulnerable
To sputter,
Or go astray
In the
Wind.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Vulnerable in 21 words
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Fraud Code
Photo: Pixabay on Pexels.com
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
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Line In The Water
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
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At The Gate
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
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Essentially
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
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Shades of Pink
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
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The Vanishing Point
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
Na'ama Yehuda 
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