Solid and tight are often over-rated.
May we stand easy
on open ground.
JDG
Unmet Needs
On and on and on
he went.
“Don’t get short with me.”
to which I courteously replied,
“And please,
don’t get long with me.”
JDG
Look Out
The bachelors are back,
decked in blue – roadside flirts no
matter the weather.
JDG
A Letter To My Younger Self
Dear Joan,
Some things are too personal
to put in a letter
that others may read,
but what I want you to know
is that I understand.
I know you’re doing the very best you can.
I love you.
– Older Joan
What’s The Matter?
Seeing that millipede crawl
across my office floor,
I wonder if he’s searching for
some decomposing matter.
There’s nothing decomposing here
except unproductive patterns,
and outdated points of view.
Sadly, on many days
there’s not even much of that.
I gently pick him up
and go outside. I place him
near those well-mulched bushes,
feeling an unexpected kinship
with this decomposition seeker.
JDG
Sitting Meditation
My dog Toby
came into the room,
took one look at my frazzled face,
and sat down by my side.
He offered no sage advice.
He didn’t remind me
that others had it worse.
He didn’t try to cheer me up.
He simply came and sat.
Sometimes a friendly,
wordless presence
is all we need.
JDG
The More Things Change…
Cars speed by as I sit,
waiting for the light to change.
I’m in my new-to-me car.
I remember the first car I bought
fifty-six years ago.
I didn’t have a license, didn’t
even know how to drive.
What I did know was
it was sweltering hot in Alabama
and I was tired of waiting.
My husband was out of town
and the bikes we had been riding
for two years were parked outside.
To this day, how I got that loan
and that car remains a mystery,
but by the time he got home
we had a car.
The light changes,
but I haven’t changed much.
JDG
