Come Find Me
Would you
come find me
if I were
to float
in the ripples
of the sound
and let
currents
draw me out
to the sea
where waves
dance
and no one
feels the rain
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Gideon’s Challenge – The Guardian
The Guardian
A moment
of quiet
in a hectic day
as sore bones
slip
beneath water
and warmth
soaks in
as my friend
watches on
to guard me
from
interruptions
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge – The Blue Hour
The Blue Hour
Darkness
falls
in hues
of blue
as hills
cast shadows
upon
shadows cast
by clouds
and birds
find their nests
for sleep
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge – Rosehip Season
Rosehip Season
It always
surprises me
how many
don’t realize
that rosehips
come from roses
as petals
fall away
and the fruit
left behind
swells large
to be harvested
for tea
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge – Harvesting Time
Harvesting Time
Harvest come
and harvests go
and the clouds
roll in
to promise us
rain
as the reaping
of fields
continues
acre by acre
until soon
all will be barren
except the sky
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge – Consequences
Consequences
When in doubt
don’t touch
the plants
that you
don’t recognize
or you may
suffer the
unexpected
consequences
of trusting
nature
not to harm you
Twisting the Leaf 