So grateful Greta
and others do not err on
the side of caution.
What will become of us if
no one speaks truth to power?
JDG
So grateful Greta
and others do not err on
the side of caution.
What will become of us if
no one speaks truth to power?
JDG
Juniper branches
hold scattered raindrops,
adding a bit of
sparkle to an otherwise
dismal December day.
JDG
A Thanksgiving Day
where we all had our say
and we’re still speaking.
JDG
All in a flurry –
wind and leaves and birds and folks –
this Thanksgiving Day.
JDG
I wonder if birds watch us
just as we watch them.
Would they classify us
according to those who
feed them and those who do not?
Mainly I hope they don’t
rely on the assessment
of some disgruntled crow.
JDG
When it’s thirty-two
in the morning
and sixty-two by four,
who’s winning –
winter or fall?
JDG
With the holidays approaching
and family drawing near,
I’ve stocked up on some cardigans,
dusted off my tennis shoes.
Left to my own devices,
I don’t do so hot, but
Mr. Rogers could inspire
if I just dress the part.
JDG
In the morning light
we walked, Toby and I,
he with hip dysplasia
and I with a limp,
the trees shimmering
from last night’s rain.
We walked with gratitude
and lilting hearts.
JDG
My granddaughter says
she comes from a long line of sassy women,
but doesn’t know if it’s nature
or nurture. What can I say
except that she’s covered either way.
JDG