Drip.. Drip..
Drip… Drip…
Raindrops fall
from slate gray clouds
kissing every surface
trailing along
curves and slopes
they drip from leaf tips
and little lateral buds
I could watch
this process for hours
if only the bite of cold
didn’t require
continued movement
Gideon’s Challenge
Gideon’s Challenge
Take what is said
and let it bead up
and roll off
like a rain slicker
protecting your emotions
from being splattered
by poisoned rain
then later you can wallow
in the wet grass
and muddy soil
enriched and protected
instead of spat at
with arrows of
stinging chill





