Light
reaches down
from above
like tendrils
of fingers
skimming across
tree topped
mountains
and trickling
over
low clouds
like the soft brush
of light kisses
against
sensitive flesh
creative writing
Gideon’s Challenge
The old lady
comes to market with
curlers in her hair
and granny glasses
perched on the
very tip of her nose
She forgot her teeth
but as you pass
she will still smile
and her face folds
into a wreath
of happy wrinkles
as laughter and warmth
light her up
from within





