Saturday at last
but why did I think I could
linger in bed, start
the day slow when cats and Knox
clearly had another plan?
JDG
Author Archives: Joan
Winds Of Change
Come, Wind of Reason,
gently dismantle this
castle of doubt I have built.
It matters not who gave me
the bricks. I built it myself.
JDG
Redbud Commentary
If those redbud trees
could speak, I wonder
what they’d say
as we hurry by.
Oh wait, I think
I heard some
colorful language about
creatures in a rush.
JDG
All Aflutter
It looked like some sort
of ceremonial dance,
making me wonder
if those two birds were courting
or had just gotten married,
though I do know for certain
Knox and the cats were not invited.
JDG
Daze Of Judgement
So often we’re quick
to judge ourselves or others
instead of taking the time
to question, discover, and understand.
JDG
Active Waiting
Early morning fog,
both inner and outer, makes
day’s start much harder,
but with time and persistence,
clearing eventually comes.
JDG
Sight Seeing
Late at night, before
sleep claims me, I find myself
looking at the day now passed;
at the weeks, months, years gone by
all from the comfort of my bed.
It’s been quite a trip.
JDG
Knox’s Recourse
Knox stopped by my room
to complain he wasn’t
getting enough attention
and he’d have to report me
to dog protective services.
JDG
Food For Thought
When our thoughts are
as scattered as tossed bird seed,
they fail to nourish us or anyone.
JDG
No Longer A Visitor
It’s been over twenty years
that I have lived in this small, round house
by the pond. After a lifetime of moves –
Pennsylvania, Virginia, California,
New Jersey, Alabama, Tennessee, Alaska,
Massachusetts, Thailand, North Carolina –
I am at last settled and content
in my one true home.
JDG
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