Love, tucked deep inside,
is looking for a way out.
Let’s extend a hand.
JDG
Author Archives: Joan
Feline Management
I lay down to think.
Murphy plops down beside me.
Perhaps she’s uncertain
what I’d come up with
if left to ponder alone.
JDG
No Escaping The Rain
This sprinkler must reach
for miles, Knox thought, as he
looks this way and that,
realizing someone seems to
turn it on every few days.
JDG
When Words Don’t Work
The universal
language of a kind touch leaps
beyond barriers
of culture and species so
our hearts can join together.
JDG
Domestic Discourse
These housemates of mine
don’t need words. Their eyes, their barks,
their yips and meows, their purrs
and hisses, their moans and nudges,
their sighs and snuggles
speak clearly without a syllable spoken.
They listen to my words, but
they’re not really needed.
They get me completely without them.
JDG
Perpetual Pleasures
Knox announces his
joy with barks and a wiggle
as he hurries off
to harass a multitude
of unrepentant squirrels.
JDG
Wednesday Whimsy
Once upon a time
I wrote a poem that rhymed,
but that was then. This is now
and all the rhymes have fled,
but wait, I just spotted one ahead.
JDG
After The Storm
Skimming the surface
of the sun spattered pond, small
boat, untethered, floats.
JDG
Discretion Advised
It’s ok to go
with the flow unless you are
approaching a waterfall.
JDG
Getting There
Ready to create a fuss,
I spot a hummingbird
and decide to look for
some sweetness instead.
JDG
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