Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
If nothing else
You can bank
On some peace
Come day’s end.
On a breath
By the water
When a ripple
Extends.
On a sigh
Of the chest
Born of awe
Seeped with ease.
You can count
On some peace
Come day’s end.
Me, too, please.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Bank
Photo: Amitai Asif
“I will wait by the tree,”
She had said.
“At the fork where
The road
Meets the lush, green
Horizon.”
Wait she did,
Day again and again
And a month, and another.
Wait until they had come
Trudging home
From the war,
Wearing smiles, but
Carrying the weight
Of their sorrows
Around them.
For Becca Givens’ Sunday Trees
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
They didn’t mean to.
They had to think fast.
“What in God’s married name is that?!”
Gary glanced at Gloria. Mom only used the expression when the you-know-what was about to hit the fan.
“I told you this was stupid,” Gloria hissed as they ran to the door. “It only made it look worse!”
Gary shot her a “shut-up-and-let-me-handle-it” look.
“Hi Mom,” he announced and swung the door open so that (hopefully) only the taped side was visible. “Do you like it? It’s a Christmas tree duct tape art. To remind you of the holidays!”
For Rochelle’s FridayFictioneers
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Ripples speed
With the breeze
Whipping small waves
With ease
On the surface
Of these
Waters guarded
By trees.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Breeze
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Roofed in green
Curves of foliage
They stand chiseled
And skilled,
Each a niche
Dedicated
To the men of
The guild.
For the Lens-Artist Challenge: curves
Photo: Nattu Adnan via Unsplash
He still seeks to speak with fish
Before night claims their beloved beach
But she’d smiled enough goodbyes, to rise into her evening leap.
For Three Line Tales
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
Photo: Amitai Asif
Off they go
With the harp
And the sounds
In their hearts.
Off they go
To work hard
And music’s soul
To impart.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Music
“Can I take one now?”
“Breakfast first.”
Deena sighed. She ate her oatmeal and drank her milk, but her eyes kept returning to the seashell table Dad had gotten for Mom. Before. To the jar that usually stood on the mantel. Since.
Finally, Grandma rose and put her mug in the sink.
Now that it was time, Deena hung back. She remembered filling the jar, with Grandma, after the accident, when memories were fresh and both their hearts were broken.
Grandma took her hand. “Come. Reach in. Pick one, and you’ll see – the right moment with them will find you.”
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
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