Why he decided
to talk back to thunder,
I’ll never know,
but Knox and thunder went at it
as the puzzled cats made a hasty retreat.
JDG
Author Archives: Joan
What She Found
Reaching for the moon,
she touched,
not the moon,
but her visionary self.
JDG
A Natural Gathering
Four little mushrooms,
alike but distinct, basking
in the noonday sun.
JDG
A Touch Of Hope
Little sprig of green
on a bare limb –
sometimes it’s like
that for us after
we’ve been stripped bare.
JDG
Search No More
Everything’s grist for
the poetry mill as my
ODE TO VOMIT shows.
JDG
Ode To Vomit
Ah, Vomit…you are
tangible evidence of
what I can’t stomach,
a reminder to always
be mindful of what I take in.
JDG
Butterfly Ball
Looked out my window
at the dancing butterflies
sipping butterfly wine.
Just a short glimpse was enough
to overflow my cup.
JDG
Just Say Yes
To be greeted by
a tail wagging bundle of
enthusiasm
is an invitation to
put down work and pick up play.
JDG
Through This Door
My small story
is only part
of a much larger one.
When I’m open to both,
compassion can enter.
JDG
What Trees Know
Those towering trees
have weathered so many storms,
their survival due,
in part, to having deep roots
and knowing how and when to bend.
JDG
