Early Morning Misery
Cold sweat
beads over skin
flushed red
than washed pale
as flesh
chilled as ice
beads with bumps
and fingertips tingle
while the body
struggles
to cleans itself
from the inside
out
and I can’t breathe
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Gideon’s Challenge
The Tribute
Strength blends
with nurturing warmth
as the green drips
from branches
and the world
is filled with scents
of spring imbibed
with the flavor
of sweet incense
and as I kneel
upon a carpet
of pine needles
to give thanks
the gentle whisper
of encouragement
skims over my senses
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Gideon’s Challenge
Rainy Day Hike
Raindrops
kiss skin
flushed with color
as soles splash
through puddles
squishy with mud
and the path
winds on
through the trees
as water drips
my hair
to tease cool
rivulets
along my nape
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Weekly Creativity Prompt – The Stolen Pair
Prompt: Draw (at least) three cards and use them to tell us a story of a (real or fictional) pair of shoes.
Once upon a time there was a very expensive pair of shoes that was so eager to go home with anyone that would take them that they jumped at the chance to be stolen and spirited away by a young woman who couldn’t afford them. (Il Diablo)
The woman then felt so guilty for her crime and so worried that she would be caught (La Giustizia) that the shoes were tucked in the back of the closet and never worn, left all alone in their box all by themselves for many years (L’Eremita).
Then one day the young woman’s house burned down, with the shoes still in the box hidden in the closet (La Torre). And as they burned, the spirit of the shoes rejoiced, for this meant that they would get a chance to try again for a better life next time (Il Mondo).
DECK USED: IL FANTASTICO VIAGGIO DI UN MANICHINO DA PITTORE IN 22 ARCANI
Gideon’s Challenge
The Anticipation
Lie back
and let me offer
to you
a temptation
of parted lips
quiet pants
as dark eyes
lift to light
and all the
little flaws
that paint my flesh
are exposed
for you
to explore
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Gideon’s Challenge
Still Climbing
Days
run together
and look the same
even as spring buds
and shifting seasons
should make each day
unique
and different
and yet
the struggle
to find the differences
is far harder
than
it should be
