I look to the sky, hoping a poem will
parachute down
and hit my
page, but
no
not
today,
not like that
anyway. I
look to the ground, but no sprout can be found.
JDG
Quite The Trip
I want to get off
the negativity train,
but it’s moving fast
and slows for no station.
“Who’s the engineer?” I ask
and am shaken to hear,
“Why it’s you yourself my dear.”
JDG
Upon Awakening
No breeze, just a strange,
almost breathless stillness this
hot August morning.
JDG
Soul Music
It may take a lifetime
to create a vital harmony
among our disparate parts,
but it’s worth trying for.
JDG
Master Meditator
The embodiment
of relaxed focus, my cat,
inside, surveys the squirrels.
JDG
Home Base
Clouds move across the sky
causing the light to change.
I long to reside more
in the sky than in those clouds
that cause the light to shift.
JDG
A Possibility
If we were able
to transform the noise into
music, we could dance.
JDG
Squirrelly Matters
It wasn’t over
the food ’cause there was plenty,
but there was a tiff
and while others serenely
dined, those two chased, leapt, and climbed.
JDG.
Deep Search
We gaze upward,
scanning the sky,
wistfully looking
for answers to
our deep questions.
JDG
Eureka!
Suddenly it dawns on us.
We might be
the intervening
variable we’ve
been looking for.
JDG
