Line In The Water

Line in the water NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Draw a line in the water

To hold a boundary

For speed,

Where the motors

Rush inward,

For horizon

To meet.

 

Float a line strung together

Of what floats

And won’t sink,

So you can

After sunset

Draw it home

And night

Concede.

 

 

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: In or on the water

 

 

Uniquely Rolled

handmade ChagitMoriahGibor

Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor

 

Roll the dough

And aim to shape it.

Press chocolate pieces

One by one.

‘Tis no product of

Machine identical,

But cookies proud

Of a child’s hand.

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Roll

 

 

Roll Control

handbrake SmadarHelperinEpshtein

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

When the push

Comes to shove

And a full stop

Recommended,

Put a rock

‘Hind to lock

So any roll

Is suspended.

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Roll

 

 

Out-Wheeled

Out-wheeled NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

At the spot

Where one heart stopped

And others pause

To ponder,

It stands

Out-wheeled into pallor

In grief

For what was lost

And what might have been

If there hadn’t the need

To mark this

Post

For a life that can

No longer

Wander.

 

 

 

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For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Wheels

 

Vertically Set

Column Ramon Crater AtaraKatz

Photo: Atara Katz

 

Go against

The pressing grain

And the common

Mindset,

To reach high

Toward the sky

And uniformity

Upset.

 

 

For Debbie’s One Word Sunday: Vertical

 

 

 

Tropical Boon

Tropical AdiRozenZvi

Photo: Adi Rozen-Zvi

 

In orchid garden

They bloom.

A speckled glory,

A boon.

A blushing show

Well adored,

In nature’s awe

And reward.

 

 

For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Tropical

And for Cee’s FOTD

 

 

The Cursed

close up photography of hand near window

Photo: Renato Mu on Pexels.com

 

They were never meant to be

Accepted.

 

They were never meant

To be

Approved,

Or approved of.

 

Cast-offs,

They were the anathema

To all some saw as

Civil

Or normative

Or worthy of.

 

They were cursed

By those of privilege,

Who for added

Privations

Then denounced them

As being

Incapable of

Love.

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Anathema in 52 words

 

 

Peak’s Bones

Old Thailand NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

Ancient stone

Not disowned

By old time’s

Marching on.

Newer walls

Chaperone

To contain

Buddha’s throne,

And only the peak’s

Crumbling bones

Tell of years

Now long

Gone.

 

 

 

For the Wits-End Weekly Photo Challenge: Decay

 

We’re Ducky!

not quite ducks in a row

Photo: Atara Katz

 

We’re no ducks but still wish

To get

In a row.

There is no law against it.

So there,

Now you know.

 

 

For Nancy Merrill’s Photo a week: ducks in a row

 

 

Rocking It

Opus Penguin Rock Climb JimMoore

Photo: Jim Moore

 

It’s a steep climb

For sure

But he feels

The allure.

This rock face,

This cliff,

He can’t help think,

“What if?”

It’s a very high

Wall,

And he’s a penguin

And small,

But he’ll attempt

Still

To scale,

And he intends

To not fail!

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Rock