Rain drops gently fall
from pillows of gray clouds as
the sun stays hidden.
JDG
Author Archives: Joan
Choice
Though the sky was gray,
all along the path tiny
purple flowers bloomed,
offering me a chance to
shift my focus, change my mood.
JDG
Bearing Goldilocks
The Goldilocks in us
keeps trying to find what feels
just right. Sometimes we succeed,
but more often we do not,
and end up feeling tied in “nots”.
JDG
Bedtime Reflection
What a good day
I would have had
if only
I had
taken my worries
to the dump
and left them there.
JDG
Budding Hopes
Late February
and tiny buds begin to
appear. Like us, they’re
hoping the visit from March
is without bluster and fuss.
JDG
Nevertheless We Persist
As hard as we try,
we can’t magically turn
all wrongs into rights.
JDG
Findings
Finding the gate to
his fenced in heart, she opened
it with loving care
only to find no one there.
JDG
Ageless Dilemma
The days sail by, but,
having missed the boat, we stand
on shore lost at sea.
JDG
Silence, Me, And Tea
As the day comes to a close
and a poem, though bidden,
goes unwritten, I set pen
and paper aside, sip my tea,
listen and wait. No words
come forth to greet me.
There’s just silence, me, and tea –
a wordless poem that is enough.
JDG
Cardinal Giving
Joy, dressed in red, paused
at the bird feeder and fed
both itself and me.
JDG
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