Tattered Petals
beaten
battered
badly bruised
yet there is no
broken
to be heard
instead
the bruises
have their own beauty
and growth continues
along with
life’s journey
poetry
Gideon’s Challenge
Downward Glance
When up so high
above it all
peace appears
to reign below
and it’s easy
to forget
that people roam
upon the earth
like ants
upon a hill.
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Gideon’s Challenge
Quiet Time
A quiet day
a balcony
a cup of tea
and a book.
Sometimes it’s
the simple things
that make life
worth living.
Self care isn’t always about the things we do. Sometimes it’s about the things we decide to put off and do tomorrow. Sometimes it’s about doing nothing at all… just for a little while.
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Gideon’s Challenge
Watch Your Step
Pissy
Grumpy
An irksome mess
Not fit for company
Not fit for much less
Getting out of bed
might have been
a mistake.
Shouldn’t socialize
when in this state.
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Gideon’s Challenge
Preparation Time
Wildly busy
so much to do
the mind whirls around
and around
It’s no wonder bees
can’t fly straight
their minds
are dizzying and wild.
I’m doing my best not to let the gearing up of the upcoming holiday rush amp me up and drive me into a frenzy. It’s not easy, as that is my natural tendency when something tries to steal my focus, to focus down on it so hard nothing else exists anymore.
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Gideon’s Challenge
Dirty Sunset
Smoky sky
too thick to breathe
tasting ash
creates unease.
Sunset comes
a ball of red.
Bet’cher glad now
for the mask on your head.
The wildfire smoke has officially arrived. Stay safe everyone.
Twisting the Leaf 