Moving picture show

outside my bedroom window.

Birds at the feeder.

 Squirrels on the run.

Cats and I enjoy  daily reruns.

JDG

With a grateful sigh

I surrendered myself to

the morning sky

while Knox and the sun beam

at my decision.

JDG

I know I dream when

I fall asleep, 

but when I awake

they quickly evaporate.

As if to compensate,

a strange assortment

of images arise

when I briefly close

my eyes to rest.

Why this is, I have no guess.

JDG

In stillness

silence sang

a wordless song

unaccompanied

by worry.

JDG

Once upon a pond

mother ducks and ducklings played.

After they left the pond grew still,

but memories of their play has stayed.

JDG

Making music 

on the fly,

those birds head

for warmer climes.

JDG

Enthusiasms abound

for everyone here.

Sometimes I long for

a wee touch of ennui, but

that’s not on the horizon.

JDG