Two cardinals, one bright
red, the other a bit dull,
fly to the bird feeder
where they find a morsel of food
and a bit of romance.
JDG
Author Archives: Joan
To Each His own
Every day Knox shows
me a newly found treasure,
but some I’d gladly not see.
JDG
It’s A Start
Today I will try to remove
the shackles of old stories
telling me who I should be
and who you are.
If I succeed, who knows
what I might unlock.
JDG
Waiting, Wanting, And More
I wait impatiently
for the traffic to move.
Tension grows. Questions begin.
Why didn’t I leave earlier?
Why didn’t I leave later?
Why didn’t I go a different way?
Waiting’s not easy.
It’s all about wanting.
wanting what’s not currently here.
I shift gears. I breathe.
I look up at the sky.
We’re here together –
the sky, the stalled traffic, and I.
JDG
The Blooming Truth
They’re not trying for first,
those trees, bushes, flowers
and shrubs. They note conditions
and bloom in their own way and
in their own time.
We could learn from them.
JDG
Doctor Google
After consulting Google
my grandkids have found
an assortment of diagnoses
which they say fit me.
Ah, the joys of technology.
JDG
Straight Talk
There’s no need to read
between the lines. Knox does not
hesitate. He tells
it straight and is dismayed when
I understand but say no.
JDG
Why?
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
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
