Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
There it is
The first one,
Breaking through
Your sore gum.
Yet you smile
Wide and true:
Budding tooth
New to you.
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New To You
parenting
Sentry Lesson
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays
“It isn’t armor that makes one a good kitchen-window sentry,” he instructed the younglings during a quick peck break.
“Is it the blade?” piped Pepper and stretched a leg to critically eye a very immature spur.
The bird clucked fondly at the chick. Always the feisty one, Pepper was. Last to emerge from the egg but first in every yard-race since.
“No, Son,” the quail stretched tall. “It is all in the plume. Once it grows, hold it high, bob it well.”
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The Epithet
Photo: Ofir Asif
They called them “The Twins”
And termed them inseparable.
Though they each had a name
Using those seemed interminable.
There was ease in regarding
Two beings at once
When the duo rarely gave
Singularity a chance.
Merriam-Webster’s word for June 12, 2018:
Epithet
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Walk The Future
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
Hold my hand
And we’ll go
Up the hill
As we sow
Seeds of light
For the thrill
Of just watching
You grow.
For The Sunday Stills Challenge: Future
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Proficient
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
He’s got all the right moves
He knows where the horn blows
He can tell you exactly
Where this big truck goes
He is one with the levers
Will press buttons with glee
He’s proficient in steering
It is quite plain to see.
Merriam-Webster’s word for June 4, 2018:
Proficient
This post continues the blogging challenge in which Merriam-Webster’s Word of the Day, serves as inspiration a-la the “Daily Prompt.”
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The Crank
Photo: Vivian Maier (Girl Crying) N.Y. 1954
She huffed and she puffed and she stomped her small feet. She whined and she cried and she kicked the car seat. She refused to wear shoes, threw her coat on the ground. Made sure everyone heard her for miles around. She tossed food on the floor. Then asked for some more … Like a kid on a mission for the spoiled child edition.
Evening came.
Gramma called.
Mama handed the phone.
“Tell me now, little one, what on earth’s going on?”
“I’m a crank,” the child said in response. “Now Mama’s tired, all on my own.”
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“I Am Waiting”
Photo: mostlymommyhood.com
“I am waiting,” she crouched with jaw ensconced by tiny fists supported on little elbows pressed into small knees.
Her eyes did not leave the circle of translucence and white suds.
“It will be a while,” her momma said. “How about we go have a snack? I think we still have some cookies left.”
“But I’m waiting,” the toddler admonished, as if the wait itself precluded any other thing from being done … not even the consumption of normally-tantrum-before-dinner-worthy cookies.
Then again, maybe this wait indeed required full attention. After all, it was her terry friends being tumbled, wet, forlorn and all alone, so far away from hug and hand.
For The Daily Post
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The Conversant
Photo: A.Cohen
She’s an expert on all matters
Hearts and rainbows
And the crucial importance
Of having everything that glints.
She can wax poetic
On the concept
Of shiny polka dots in pink.
She’s conversant
Beyond measure
On the value of more dolls.
Especially after three had suffered
Unrelenting awful hair-days
Due to dunking
At the sink.
For The Daily Post
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Suspiciously Quiet
Photo: Pinterest
The quiet lingered enough to have the mother lift her head from the small screen of the phone.
“Emma?” She inquired.
A longer silence returned no response.
She rose and walked toward the child’s bedroom. The three-year-old was outgrowing afternoon naps but sometimes still could be found slumbering amidst her toys.
The door was open. The girl’s room was empty. She peeked into the bathroom. Empty, too.
“Emma!?” Her voice rose. This time in alarm.
A faint shuffle came from the direction of the master bedroom. Nothing more.
“Emma, where are you?” She demanded.
“Here …” The extra pause and small voice held suspicious hesitation.
Urgency made the few steps feel oddly prolonged. The woman felt heartbeat pulse in the space between her tongue and throat. She pushed open the door …
The child’s cheeks were mascara blotches, her mouth and chin bloomed various shades of lipstick. She had a second set of eyebrows. Her little feet sported rose hues that merged into the floor. The room reeked from a cacophony of perfumes, nail polish, and something that smelled suspiciously like aftershave.
“Hi,” the little girl managed, guilty as they come. “I … I was getting pretty so it be your party.”
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Kind of Allergic
Photo: Inbar Asif
He didn’t want to have his dinner.
Only dessert.
“I’m kind of allergic to the salad,” he proclaimed.
“And the stew?”
“That, too.”
For The Daily Post
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