Bed Time
In the forest
among the stones
even the moss
shifts its colors
to greet winter’s
chilly nip
with a
fuzzy red beard
like a blanket
as the
most tender
of green
is put to bed
until spring
poetry
Gideon’s Challenge
Just Because
Sweet gifts
made by hand
filled
with the energy
of the heart
arrive
and as envelope
opens
breath catches
and a smile
spreads
along with
the glow
of warmth
they bring to bear
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Gideon’s Challenge
Too Early
Sunrise shines
golden and bright
through
through autumn fog
as morning breaks
on the promise
of a new day
and the air
crisp with
winter’s approach
stings the sinuses
and whispers
of colder days
soon to come
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Gideon’s Challenge
The Sea’s Call
The grit of sand
between
cold, wet toes
as sea grasses
tease at ankles
and water laps
against
goosefleshed skin
creating ripples
with each step
as the blue beyond
whispers promises
that coax each step
to be followed
by another
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Gideon’s Challenge
No Rainfall
Summer
stretched long
past its time
and it felt
that autumn
would never come
and even
when it
finally graced us
with cooler temps
and clouds
still the rain
refuses to fall
and wash
the world clean
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Gideon’s Challenge
Daydreaming
Fresh air
stings the nose
and all
I want to do
is lie back
and breathe in
a little more
deeply
as we make up
stories
out of the clouds
and adventures
out of the
vast blue sea
of the sky above
Twisting the Leaf 