Photo: Dvora Freedman
Like peas in a pod
They await
The day’s show.
Friends in flowers
And costumes
They’re alike
Yet I know,
Their hearts sing
Unique songs
I would like
To hear so!
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pairs
Peas in a Pod
Photo Challenge
In Flight
Photo: Stephen Forte
In the slight pause between
Flapping up,
Flapping down,
Live the breath
And the lift
That propel
To carry on.
For the Photo for the Week challenge: Birds
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Sailed Horizon
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
I will paddle into sunlight
Where the ocean
Kisses sky,
Where the sailboats’
Neat triangles
Patch the blue
With bits of pie.
For Nancy Merrill’s Photo A Week Challenge
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Floored
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Not a rug
But a floor
You’ll be floored
To adore
As you find
Even more
To marvel
Galore.
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Floor
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Not Minor
Photo: Adi Rozen-Zvi
You hold on in the mountains
Where the way of life you had fled
To protect
Has become
Tied into tourists arriving:
Some to gawk
Others to try and learn a bit about
Your rich traditions,
The pain and pride,
The dignity and patient ways,
The complicated significance
Of who you are
And may wish to remain
And how it is bound into the realities
Of avenues still open to you
In a country where you are
Curios and assets,
As well as precious human beings
Full of life and memories,
And to me rare less in your numbers
Than in the profound window
You open into the uniqueness of
Each one of us
And the minority we are or can be
At any time
To some.
For the Friday Foto Fun challenge: Minorities
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Out Of Shape?
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
If you are
Out of shape
Worry none
Worry naught,
For a log’s now
A bench
Where a rest can be
Sought.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Geometric shape
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Monochrome Mountain
Photo: Amitai Asif
But for lines
On a rock
Guiding one
To take stock,
Eyes may strain
To discern
What is feed
What is fog
What is flock
What is dog.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Colorful Monotones
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Be Like Cabbage
Photo: Amitai Asif
“Be like a flower,” she said,
Wrinkles creasing like sun
‘Round her eyes.
“Be like cabbage, too!”
And she laughed
At my confusion and
Touched a calloused hand
To my cheek
For the umpteenth loving time.
“Bloom alone does not fill stomachs,”
She explained
And the years without
Flickered sad behind her smile
But did not interfere.
“Cabbage blooms as pretty as any,
Yet unlike most who wilt
At summer’s end,
It will hold goodness at the ready
To nourish you through winter.”
“Be like a flower, then,” she smiled.
“And like a cabbage, too.
For it will sustain you:
Bland or spiced or hot or cold
Until the snow melts
And you have lived to a new spring
And can, one day, grow old.”
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On The Stair Way
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
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Cute Quartet
Photo: Philip Coons
Not much is cuter
Than a quartet of gosling fluff
With one beak
Staring toward ya
And the rest facing aft.
For Kate’s Friday Foto Fun: Cute factor
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