The Unspoken Gift
Hope is a gift
you give to me
without
even realizing
you do it
because
you show me
every day
that there are
people
who are kind
to those
different
than themselves
poetry
Gideon’s Challenge – Singled Out
Singled Out
Knees
on wet ground
and fear
pushes
to the surface
to release spores
that seem
to only inflame
aggression
more
and silence
only makes
things worse
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Gideon’s Challenge – Shadowscape
Shadowscape
The sun
tries
to break through
and kiss
treetops
in warm caresses
but they gray
persists
and the rays
can’t quite reach
to dispel
the darkness
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge – Sweater Weather
Sweater Weather
Lets savor
the limbo
of quiet moments
as the patter
of raindrops
whispers
over the senses
and temperatures
hover
in sweater weather
territory
creating cozy
pockets of time
to linger in
together
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge – Tiny Triggers
Tiny Triggers
Some days
start smoothly
but like
dominoes
one small thing
triggers
another
and the shit
rolls downhill
and you
go toppling along
in its wake
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Gideon’s Challenge – Recovery, Not Rest
Recovery, Not Rest
The flooding
is gone
and the fields
will recover
but maybe
some repairs
are needed
before spring
slips in
to steal
the extra time
needed
to recover
Twisting the Leaf 