Scurrying around
trying to get somewhere by
moving in all directions.
JDG
Scurrying around
trying to get somewhere by
moving in all directions.
JDG
So often we look
for answers outside ourselves
and forget to look within.
JDG
Full moon shimmers through
clouds, reminding us the stars,
though hidden, are there.
JDG
Yesterday nothing was halfway
as sun, moon, and earth aligned
and for a moment the full moon
was totally eclipsed, but soon
she escaped earth’s shadow.
May earth escape ours as well.
JDG
I don’t know if you’ve
ever been scolded by crows,
but they waste no caws.
JDG
Reblogged from my son’s and my joint poetry blog, mondosedoka.com
All along our walk,
Knox selects sticks and carries
them home, holding them aloft.
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He knows winter comes
and possessing a warm heart
wants to assure yours won’t freeze.
Out our way Knox is used to
being the biggest dog around,
but yesterday Bella stole his crown.
He sized things up in a flash
and invited her to run and dash
’cause play beats crowns any day.
JDG
The morning choir
of cacophonous crows
could definitely use
some fine tuning.
JDG
Through the grey morning mist
and the lingering smell of
fall decay, we walk,
taking note, too, of
the gold along the way.
JDG
Upon my return
Knox wiggles and howls.
It might be from joy.
It could be a rebuff, but
one thing’s clear –
I’ve been gone long enough.
JDG