Tower Story

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Stories tell

Please

Old tower,

Of the people who crept

Up your stairs

In all hours

To ring bells,

To escape.

 

Set amidst the new

Buildings

You house

Hope,

But no bells,

As you still welcome

Whomever

Needs a moment

To gape.

 

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Tower

 

Peak’s Bones

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Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Ancient stone

Not disowned

By old time’s

Marching on.

Newer walls

Chaperone

To contain

Buddha’s throne,

And only the peak’s

Crumbling bones

Tell of years

Now long

Gone.

 

 

 

For the Wits-End Weekly Photo Challenge: Decay

 

The Perfect Shoes

20190224Photo Courtesy of Susan Spaulding

 

She came across them at the thrift store, squashed in a box along with moth-eaten scarves, a pair of slacks with holes that could tell many stories, two helplessly dented hats, and some fabric scraps.

She was about to lift a shoe to ask about the price when the proprietor glanced in her direction. “Those are by the box,” he drawled. “Take it or leave it. No picking.”

“How much?” She swished her hand inside the box and shrugged, worrying he’d overcharge her if he detected interest.

“Thirty.”

Her eyebrows hiked up on their own accord. The shoes alone were worth ten times as much.

“Twenty, final offer,” he misinterpreted her gesture.

She gazed into nearby containers till her thrumming heart settled down and she could pour something less jello-like into her legs.

“I’ll take it.”

She carried the box to the car fully expecting to hear the shopkeeper’s voice calling her back to point out a mistake. No call came.

Finally at home, she rescued the shoes, stuffed them with tissue-paper, and placed them reverently under Great-Great-Grandma’s bridal gown. Family lore was that she’d had big feet and had to wear men’s shoes. Those were a perfect match.

 

 

For Susan’s Sunday Photo Fiction

 

Light And Shed

Light and Shed inbarasif

Photo: Inbar Asif

 

Old it stretched

Brooding shade

O’er neat furrows made,

Watching new rows reborn

And the greens

Field adorn,

Growing tall, rising now

Making lush, anyhow.

 

 

For the dVerse Poets Challenge: Shed

 

Chim-Chimney

Chimneys inbarasif

Photo: Inbar Asif

 

Old slate well licked by lichen

And marbled

With moss,

Recalls clouds swirling

High

To kiss sky

With their smoke.

Jagged edges

Of years spent in

Rain, sun

And wind,

Hold with pride

To a chimney

That time hasn’t

Yet thinned.

 

 

For The Photo for the Week Challenge: chimneys and fireplaces

 

 

Vintage Ride

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Photo: Atara Katz

 

As you rumble along

Under skies

Blue like song,

Do you travel

Afar

To the past

In this car?

What new memories

You’d share

Of what’s found

Over there?

Do days gone

Still speed on

Scene by scene

Gray and green

By the glean

Of your machine?

 

 

For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Vintage

 

 

Bridged Time

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Little feet

Crossing stones

Little hand

Holding phone.

Do his toes

Marching on

Note how time

Isn’t gone?

Does his heart

Understand

How the stream

Breathes calm

Underneath

His young mind,

Singing songs

Burbling home?

 

 

For Nancy Merrill’s Photo a Week Challenge: Bridges

 

Monkeying Around

Monks AdiRosenZvi

Photo: Adi Rozen-Zvi

 

When chores call

Not all heed

Timeless work,

Patience’s creed.

Restless fingers

Supersede

Newer vistas

To be keyed.

 

For Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge

 

Blue Lass

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Does she yet

In the tower

Await

For the draw

Of a knight

In the simmering

Light,

Or do blue

Evenings

Now pass

Inked by

No pining

Lass?

 

 

For the Lens-Artists photo challenge: Blue

 

Take a Rest

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Photo source: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Take a rest.

Rest your weight.

Old or new

There for you.

Scratched by love

Left by hate

It will let

The world wait

As you breathe

Quiet in

Quiet out

Soul inflate

Calm create.

 

 

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge