A surge of warmth brings
forth a colorful response.
March begins to dance.
JDG
A surge of warmth brings
forth a colorful response.
March begins to dance.
JDG
Bent and broken branch
holds fast to home, delaying
a final parting.
JDG
It’s not just young trees
that bud anew. Old trees like
me can do so too.
JDG
With feet on ground, eyes
on pink clouds scattered across
the early evening
sky, I am in two places
at once – connected, complete.
JDG
As the sun greets those
snow dimpled fields, the dimples
dissolve into tears.
JDG
Blanket of snow. Large
crow appears on porch rail. Caws
many loud complaints.
JDG
Old turtle crossed road
looking for a better life.
Found heaven on other side.
JDG
Fallen branches, blooms
of purple and white
share common ground. Life’s fullness.
JDG
Rain drops leave the sky,
join a new community,
make themselves at home.
JDG
Forsythia speaks
of approaching Spring. Hope it’s
without a forked tongue.
JDG