I’ve given up on
“why”, and turned my attention
to “what”, “where”, and “how”.
JDG
I’ve given up on
“why”, and turned my attention
to “what”, “where”, and “how”.
JDG

My heart wants roots
My mind wants wings.
I cannot bear
Their bickerings.
Yip Harburg
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Flowering blackberry bushes
remind us
there is beauty
and the promise of fruit
even among the thorns.
JDG
When discomfort grows, why keep walking in
tired old shoes
on paths so
over
trod?
JDG
She sits and feeds,
strong and serene,
as squirrels
squabble
in the midst of plenty.
JDG
When things are ajumble
within or without,
I find some paper,
pick up a pen,,
take a breath,
and write.
JDG
There’s a light glowing in each one of us
even on dark
days and nights.
Be still.
Look.
JDG
Birds, bees, and butterflies flit here and there,
reminding us
of how we
used to
be.
JDG
Big Black Bird feeding
on my porch,
I’m glad you stopped by.
Will we become friends
or will we just have
a passing acquaintance?
It’s up to you.
JDG
Grounded for several weeks, I look out my
window, pretend
I have wings
and can
fly.
JDG