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
Author Archives: Joan
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
And Now This
When the excitement died down
and all the other birds had flown away,
one small chickadee remained
to finish his meal in peace…
well, almost…
but when Knox ran up, brandishing
his latest stick, that wee chickadee flew the coop.
JDG
Ssshh
I put-down my pen
and for a moment let the dark branches
silhouetted against the rising moon
silence my restless need for words.
To be here now with branches and moon
is enough.
JDG
