
Photo: Inbar Asif
This dung pie?
Don’t you try.
Ownership
He’ll deny.
He lives here
That is true,
But the poop
Ain’t his do.
He’s a stubborn
Old donkey,
And he’ll blame it
On Wonky.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Farm animals

Photo: Inbar Asif
This dung pie?
Don’t you try.
Ownership
He’ll deny.
He lives here
That is true,
But the poop
Ain’t his do.
He’s a stubborn
Old donkey,
And he’ll blame it
On Wonky.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Farm animals

Photo: Yisca Freeman
What matters most
Are those we wrap
In loving arms
To keep from harm.
What matters most
Are those who hold
All future steps
Yet to unfold.
For Nancy Merrill’s Photo a week challenge

Photo: Karen Forte
In flaming end to
Warmth’s reprieve,
Cold days burnish
Red
Onto leaves.
A final curtain call
To leave.
For Calm Kate’s Friday Foto Fun Challenge: Leaves

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
Long years had
Carved the stone
And cleaved to blue
The sky,
Yet puffy clouds
Still gawk as they
Meander
Idly by.
For the December Squares Challenge

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
It is time to make time
For the truth
Of what happened.
It is time to make space
For what some wished
Not be known.
It is time to take heed
Of the lengths went
To smother
The misdeeds and bad choices
So the fake
Will take hold.
It is time to revisit
Civic duty and justice
And refuse to permit
Free reign for hate,
Greed and lies.
It is time to return
To the truth.
For in fact it has long been
Well way past
The time.

Photo: Jan Genge via Upsplash
They ran around the metal that machines had bent
And right across the bend of time
Into handmade medieval.
For Three Line Tales
“I am not dressing up as a doctor!”
Twins or no twins, he’d had it with his sister deciding their costumes. He’d been Prince Charming, Prince Un-Charming (consort to Princess Uglyanna). He’d been Mr. Smee. He’d been a screw (guess who was the screwdriver), a nail (yep, Maya was the hammer), a flower (to her bee). And those were the less embarrassing ones.
“You could be an evil doctor imprisoned by an eviler scientist,” she enticed.
“In your dreams,” he replied.
She grinned. “Or in yours. As in, literally. Tonight.”
For The Friday Fictioneers Challenge
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