Goldenrod greets us

with a sunny grin, sparking

answering smiles.

Even when the day is gray,

golden smiles have their say.

JDG

Foggy Fall mornings

slow things down and encourage

us to look around,

and through the mist we  find time

  to  simply sit and make rhymes.

JDG

In a strange way

I’ve grown fond of

those cantankerous Jays,

but I don’t think my feeling

are shared by the other birds.

JDG

When a friend brought me

a poem I had written

years ago, I was

moved by her thoughtfulness

and by the poem itself.

JDG

Driving home alone,

 I’m accompanied by the sun,

the trees wave hello,

the cows look up and moo.

the horses give a hearty neigh,

and when I arrive home, the breeze

whispers,”The moon’s coming soon”.

JDG

Autumn’s cool vibes 

warm our hearts

after our heated encounter

with Summer.

JDG

Round and round he goes,

but where he will stop

only Knox knows.

JDG

Sun and clouds compete.

Each wants to set the tone for the sky.

Right now the race is tied.

JDG

Early morning mist,

both inside and out – hazy

 start to a new day,

JDG