Looking for the key
to happiness, she failed to
see its open door.
JDG
Author Archives: Joan
A Maple In Autumn
Golden arms reaching
toward the sky, sheltering small
rabbit down below.
JDG
Mind Weaving
She spun a grey tale
into gold just by what she
chose to emphasize.
The opposite can be done
too. It’s up to me and you.
JDG
Autumn Gossip
A single branch holds
dark shadow and bright light as
speckled leaves whisper.
JDG
After Much Thought
In consideration
for all the work it has done,
I’ve decided to give
the vacuum cleaner a rest.
JDG
Melodic Mix
An afternoon of
raindrops and bright falling leaves –
autumn rhapsody.
JDG
Come As You Are
A poem accepts
a heart that’s empty,
a heart that’s full,
that which pushes,
that which pulls,
a lot of words,
or just a few.
A poem opens itself to you.
JDG
A Trying Thought
Sometimes I wonder
why I try. The sky doesn’t,
yet it holds so much.
JDG
Worth Pondering
Soon we’ll be dancing
with the angels, Cummings said.
What present will we
leave behind?
JDG
( In memory of Elijah Cummings,
a statesman who walked the talk )
Soaked
A minor inconvenience
for some of us,
but parched flowers,
shrubs and trees,
( and even those
we call weeds )
drink deeply today
from Nature’s
rain-filled cup.
JDG
