Though there’s a bit of
chasing involved, Knox and deer,
rabbits, walkers, birds,
squirrels, and runners peacefully
coexist…but not those skunks.
JDG
Though there’s a bit of
chasing involved, Knox and deer,
rabbits, walkers, birds,
squirrels, and runners peacefully
coexist…but not those skunks.
JDG
A wee bit of rain,
a rare coolness in the air,
wilted blooms perk up.
JDG
July walks give me
an appreciation for
airconditioning
which Knox, my fellow walker,
doesn’t share. He prefers fresh air.
JDG
Knox’s ears went up
at the sound of her sniffles
and he nosed his way to her heart.
JDG
Sometimes amid life’s
clang and clamor,
a bit of music,
faint but clear,
breaks through
inviting us to listen
and maybe sing.
JDG
When our thoughts wander
into the past and get caught
in harsh mind thickets,
let’s gently remove ourselves
and apply compassion’s salve.
JDG
As he walks softly
carrying a big stick, Knox
knows he rules the land.
JDG
On our way
to enlightenment
we can pass through
some very dark places.
Let’s not linger there.
JDG
When I have nothing
left to give, these few acres
I call home let me
rest in their green arms and set
pushy to do lists aside.
JDG
Old photograph, she, age 3,
thrilled to be helping
the itsy bitsy spider
climb the water spout…
me, age 79, thrilled
old photographs and rhyme
can rain down memories
and wash the worry spider away…
for a moment… for now..
JDG