The Wait
Heavy clouds
hang low
as pleasure craft
are docked
to bob
unsteadily
upon frigid waters
filled with
anticipation
while they wait
for the
coming storm
with baited breath
and
dramamine
creative writing
Gideon’s Challenge
Little Visitor
Hello there
who are you?
Hiding in the
corner
wide eyes
ready to surprise
any that
happen by
and camera lifts
to take a picture
to carry
you home
with those
that you inspire
to smile
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge
Winter Hike
Wet snow
makes
muffled sounds
underfoot
as each step
deeper
into the forest
promises
new wonders
for the senses
and the crisp nip
in the air
helps to cool
the furnace
raging inside
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge
The Biting Cold
Out the window
the world
appears warm
and welcoming
if a bit barren
from the passing
of fall…
right until
the door is opened
and you realize
it is fifteen below
bundle up
winter weather
has arrived
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Weekly Creativity Prompt – Manna From Above
Prompt: “Pull (at least) three cards and use them to tell us a story that ends in the phrase “manna from above“.
It was a long and arduous battle, and I raged through the night to come out the other side with my blade and clothes coated in crimson. (Ten of Swords)
As I traveled home, weary to the bone, I worried that that I might not have slayed them all. Had one of the beasts gotten past me? Would I arrive to my home only to find all that mattered to me had been burned to the ground in a pile of smoldering ashes? (Nine of Swords and Ten of Pentacles)
And, when I climbed the last rise that lead to my home, I prayed to the heavens that my home would still be there, and that the smoke in the air would be a cook fire and not my family burning. So fearful was I that when I crested the hill and I heard my wife’s shrill, nagging voice carry over the distance to send my ears a-ringing, it was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard, and to my soul it felt like manna from above. (Page of Swords)
DECK USED: TAROT OF THE HIDDEN REALM
Gideon’s Challenge
Christmas Baubles
Fascinated
I stare as
trinkets emerge
and the world
is transformed
from the every day
into something
more
as lights twinkle
and glitter shines
with each box
we open
and memories
are unearthed
to remind us all
of familial worth
Twisting the Leaf 