Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
And the stories that we tell
To small ones under
Good tales’ spell
Become the fabric
That unveils
The yarns they’ll spin
Or might dispel.
For the SYW-Revisited Challenge
Stories We Tell
wisdom
Tempestuous Times
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.
Merriam-Webster’s word for July 30, 2018:
Tempestuous
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A Wind’s Blessing
Photo: Amitai Asif
May the wind
Fill your sail,
May your path
Never fail,
May you be spared
Facing gale
Or travail
And may good fortune
Prevail.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Wind
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Age Value
Photo: Amitai Asif
Water-worn by the ages
By the floods
By the rain,
Time has carved
Eras’ layers
Through the rock
Grain by grain.
Scars of years
Line the wadi
To funnel life –
None in vain.
For The Tuesday Photo Challenge
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The Top Half
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
In all of life’s rides
Good perspective is gold
And it’s wise to remember
That the top half
Revolves.
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Churn and Roil
Photo: Atara Katz
In the winds
Of turmoil,
Hold on tight
Don’t recoil.
For all change,
Churn and roil,
Shapes the earth
Feeds the soil.
For The Daily Post
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I’d Rather
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
I’d rather be
As I am
Just in a world
Less fraught
With wrong
And sorrow.
And yet,
If in my druthers
Things were not
Exactly as they are
In both joy and dismay,
What would make me
Be exactly
As I am
Today?
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And Suddenly
Photo: Atara Katz
“And suddenly,” she said,
“Life is not simple anymore.
Or was it never
And I just did not seem
To know?”
For The Daily Post
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A Meter Above
Photo: Pinterest
He came in with a poem.
“I used to hate this stuff,” he noted, holding the page face down so I won’t peek while he explains. “But after you showed me ‘A Light in the Attic’ and told me what all this poetry word salad stuff means …” He grinned, pleased at being able to insert one of the expressions from last week. “I think it’s kinda’ fun, actually.”
He lifted his hand from the page, but left it hovering an inch above the white expanse. “You might not like this,” he warned. “It’s sort of a rap song. You know. People my age like those …”
I chuckled. “I know I’m much older than you but I actually don’t mind rap. It’s only when the language is really inappropriate that I don’t care for it.”
He peered at me, only half-convinced. “Anyway … no cuss words here. Even my mom said it’s fine. The first words are from her fridge magnet thingy.”
He turned the page and cleared his throat. “But tell me if you really like it, okay?” he glanced up, suddenly a lot less certain and a lot more the little boy. He took a deep breath. “Here goes …”
“As above
So below.
We learn more
As we go.
So make sure
To go slow.”
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Be a Creature
Photo: Sheri Asif
Be a creature of your
Own
Good habit
Make room for the things that
Feed
Your soul.
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