Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
One does not need a plan
To get lost
In this new town
She thought
Right before
She did.
For The Weekend Writing Prompt: Haphazard
Dedicated to my friend F.C. who at least had the wherewithal to call the local cavalry …
Photo: Amitai Asif
She could not believe her eyes
As the path forked into surprise
And the end of trail became
Just step one into the game
Long the day stretched on ahead
Hours left for them to tread.
Photo: Ofir Asif
Rare drops join
To overflow
Silt and mud
On the go
Desert lands
Scoured so
A stream bed
Parched no more.
For the Wits End photo challenge: Moving water
Dedicated to the potential for life that desert rains bring … and to the young souls who were lost in a flash flood earlier this year.
Photo: Inbar Asif
Tucked away in the weald
They heard a lone
Fairy sing
Of the flowers she weaves
And the whispers of leaves
Of old blooms
And new blues
And the elves in the yews.
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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Photo: Atara Katz
As the stories unfold
Pried from time’s
Stranglehold
Bit by bit
You’ll behold
What the fingers
Of old
Would have seen
Could have told.
For the d’Verse Poets challenge: Unseen Things
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
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
They emerge deep at night
To play tunes out of sight
Giants, trolls, hoards of sprites
To the bridge they alight
Where they’ll sing till first light.
If you listen, you might
Catch a tune fleeting bright
Ode to sax stuck upright.
For the A Photo A Week Challenge: Music
Photo: Dvora Freedman
In the restless nights
They walked
Silent in the desert
Stalked
While the prowlers
Rose to halt
And turn hope
To anguished fault.
But we’ll silent be
No more
For those who had been harmed
Before.
And we will raise our voice
To show
That cruelty we will not
Let grow.
For dVerse Poets: Sounds of Silence
Photo: cmurrey, Flickr
“These are tempestuous times,” she said
And her strong hands wrung the laundered sheets
To squeeze out suds
As she would want
To push out infiltrated evil.
“I’ve seen hardship before,” she stirred
The linens
In the boiling vat,
Simmering the despair
Till it foamed and evaporated
Into bleached hope.
“Wrong does not last,” she rinsed
And wrung
And shook
And hung
The wash
Till it fluttered
Free
To dry,
Only the barest of stains
Still visible
In the sun.
This post continues the blogging challenge in which Merriam-Webster’s Word of the Day, serves as inspiration a-la the “Daily Prompt.”
Want to join me? Feel free to link to this post on your blog, and/or post a link to your blogpost in the comment section below so others can enjoy it, too. Poetry, photography, short stories, anecdotes: Go for it!
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Photo: Elie Kichka
Undulating dunes
Slowly slide
To the sound
Of soft sand
Under hand.
For the Lens Artists Photo Challenge: Soft
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