Photo: Amitai Asif
In a row they
Were planted
Born from seed
To grow
Along.
Individual
They heightened,
Each one as
Singular
As a song.
For the Weekly Photo Challenge: Rows
Singular Row
Poetry
Faded Charm
Photo: Philip Coons
If you’re broken by worry
Hanging by a thread
Filled with dread,
There are links
That can hold
Even the weary and old,
Who then ride
The hard time
Till restored faded charm.
For the Thursday Doors challenge
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Hard At Work
Original Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Climb the mountainous
Martian landscape,
Big wheels strong
In the sandbox.
Come and rescue
The poor shovel,
Buried amidst alien
Rocks.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Plastic
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All That Shines
Photo: Adi Rozen-Zvi
All that shines
In the glitter
Of candles lit,
Stories told,
Holds the breath
Spent in prayer
O’er Gods
Dressed in gold.
For the Photo a Week Challenge: Gilded
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Window Wonder
Photo: Inbar Asif
If the world’s reflected
Like a mirror
In the windows
Of your mind,
Would you know to tell
The difference
Between inside
And outside?
For Lens-Artist Photo Challenge: Windows
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Pink Strong
Photo: Atara Katz
Underneath the soft plumage
And pretty colors
Afield,
Resides a strength to protect
From those who violence
Wield.
Underneath the pink top
The hat of power
Revealed,
Live truths of how both
Softness and thorns
Are required
To be healed.
For the Sunday Stills Challenge: Make mine pink
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Echoes Of Before
Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Who had stepped through this door
Over thresholds
Before?
What words did old timber
Hear
In times gone but still near?
Do dormant secrets
Await
Behind a roped-to-close gate?
If you step close enough to
Go through
Will the past echo to you?
For the Wits End Photo Challenge: History
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Messenger
Photo: Dvora Freedman
Above it soars,
Large feathers splayed,
A messenger
Of times ahead.
With blessings given,
Seasons’ change,
It rises
O’er the home range.
For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: In flight
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Row Ahead
Photo: Karen Forte
Row ahead
On the water
Toward shores
Yet to tread.
Hold on to
Oars that matter
To kind oaths
You have pledged.
Row abreast
With the others
Who ride forth
On life’s thread.
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Ocean Breath
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
In the curl
Between inhale
And exhale
Breathes an ocean.
In it all
That can ebb
And will flow
As we come
And we go,
Scent of eons
And life
Surf to soul
Calming strife.
For dVerse Poetics: Comfort Smells
Na'ama Yehuda 
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