When asked about
the round thing in
his drawing of the sky,
the little boy said
it was a purple moon.
“But moons aren’t purple,”
said his friend.
“Mine is,” he replied.
JDG
A Run But No Hit
Rounding a sharp carve,
I saw a small squirrel and feared
it was too late, but
he was both a quick thinker
and an amazing runner.
JDG
Sometimes
I can spend more time
and energy resisting
tasks than it takes to do them.
JDG
Yet Again
It seems like the rain
hasn’t gotten the message
that this is Sunday.
JDG
Unshared Pleasures
Plants, bushes, and trees
soak themselves in rain’s liquid joy,
but Knox? … not so much.
JDG
Not As Advertised
Those hearty squirrels
bravely scarf down the pepper
spiced seed meant to deter them:
all nine of them , tails curved,
leisurely chomping away.
JDG
No Trespassing Zone
That adventurous,
tiny snake came through the vent
on the floor, but when
my granddaughter spotted her,
she quickly whisked her out the door.
JDG
It’s Not Too Late
As I reflect on
the many mistakes I’ve made,
the reflected moon
dances across the pond,
inviting me to take my reflections
and learn to dance to
the irregular beat of this imperfect life.
JDG
Talk About Perseveration
You’d think by now those owls
would have an answer to their
repeated question of wh0
and at least move on to ask
where, when, how, and why.
JDG
Toddling Along
I’m not trying to
reenact my walk at two
but at eighty-three
what can I do?
JDG
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