When I refused to get up,
Knox rallied the cats on his behalf.
After listening to their plaintive cries,
I crawled out of bed with a sigh.
They guided me to the kitchen
where all three
felt the need to supervise
their breakfast preparation.
JDG
When I refused to get up,
Knox rallied the cats on his behalf.
After listening to their plaintive cries,
I crawled out of bed with a sigh.
They guided me to the kitchen
where all three
felt the need to supervise
their breakfast preparation.
JDG
We can become so
fixated on the grayness
of the day that we
miss occasional clearings
and shinning moments of light.
JDG
Out of the corner
of my eye, I saw day break
and flood the sky with gold light,
but Knox was more interested
in what he found on the ground.
JDG
There was seed aplenty,
but so busy was that bird
chasing other birds away,
he had little time to dine.
JDG
Counting to ten might
work for some, but for me it’s
more like one thousand.
JDG
Changing the focus
from me to us can reduce
a whole lot of fuss.
JDG
I wonder what those
three geese are honking about
as they make their way
across the sky this breezeless
February morning?
JDG
Branches wave hello
to the rising sun, goodbye
to descending moon.
JDG
A paw reached over
and tapped my leg,
reminding me
a walk would be
good for both of us.
Who knows what
we might find out there?
JDG
A star, reluctant
to say goodbye, still lingers
in the morning sky.
JDG