Among the tangled
strands of my bewildered mind,
a clear thought emerged –
an outlier to be sure,
but one struggling to be heard.
JDG
Among the tangled
strands of my bewildered mind,
a clear thought emerged –
an outlier to be sure,
but one struggling to be heard.
JDG
Trying to be true
to the commitment I made
to write a poem each day,
but it gets really hard when
I have nothing I want to say.
JDG
Knox brings me his ball,
peers up at me, tail wagging.
I say I’m busy
with important human stuff.
Tail still wagging, he rolls his eyes.
JDG
Not ones to stand on ceremony,
Bachelor Buttons
and Black-eyed Susans
extend warm summer greetings
to all passersby.
JDG
In no time at all, then becomes now
as mother and daughters reminisce,
adding this very moment
to their storehouse
to later bring out and share.
JDG
Window
to aging soul –
sometimes wise, sometimes dumb
what a concoction I’ve become –
Welcome.
JDG
If there’s anything my grandchildren
don’t have an opinion about,
I haven’t found it.
And ah…
they’re so willing to share.
JDG
Even after I mustered
all my arguments,
leaped through mental hoops,
and turned logical cartwheels,
my better self remained unconvinced.
JDG
Nothing is stirring.
I’m not asleep or dead.
Body, heart, and mind
are at rest. There’s nothing to do
but bask in beingness.
JDG
I’m not sure how
he got the announcer role,
but that small bird
takes his job seriously,
chirping daily, “Your meal is served “.
JDG