It might be the strange weather,

but more feuds than usual

have broken out along the porch rail

 as squirrels and birds gather to critique

the day’s culinary offerings

and the cats watch, mesmerized.

JDG

Goodbye 2021.

As dates go

you weren’t much fun.

Hope 2022

beats the time

I spent with you.

JDG

I try to tell him

I won’t be gone long, but Knox

begs to come along. 

With a sad-eyed stare and a few 

small whimpers, he knocks 

me over with his heartfelt plea

and bounds out the door next to me.

JDG

Let’s take that old, familiar yarn

and weave it into something new.

We’ve outgrown the old form

and the yarn’s begun to unravel..

JDG

December.

Gray day,

bare-limbed trees,

and yet the temperature

still hovers above sixty degrees.

 The crooner within sings,

“Baby, it’s warm outside.

Set your coat

and gloves

aside.”

JDG

I welcome myself today

to the guesthouse of my soul.

I arrive weary from worry,

from overthinking, overdoing,

and underbeing.

I enter and rest my tired hands and head.

I offer myself a cup of tea,

a listening ear, a restful place.

I welcome myself today.

JDG

I cruise up to

the drugstore drive-through

to get my Covid test.

The clerk kindly points out

I’ve got some dead foliage

on my sweater’s sleeve.

My grandkids are right.

I’ll never be a Southern Belle.

JDG