Not much of one for

hiding his song

beneath a bushel,

that cardinal held forth

from the roof top.

JDG

Those little bouncy things

seem like they’d be lots of fun,

but they just hop away.

Oh well, I guess for now

balls will have to do.

JDG

Ah, these pesky pronouns!

Just when I congratulate myself

for finally getting them right,

I make another error.

Still, I’ll keep on trying.

JDG

That eagle soared low

in front of my car.

Maybe he wanted me to know

though I could drive,

he could fly.

JDG

Trying to be true

to the commitment I made

to write a poem each day,

but it gets really hard when

I have nothing I want to say.

JDG

Not ones to stand on ceremony,

Bachelor Buttons

and Black-eyed Susans

extend warm summer greetings

to all passersby.

JDG

In no time at all, then becomes now

as mother and daughters reminisce,

adding this very moment

to their storehouse

to later bring out and share.

JDG

If there’s anything my grandchildren

don’t have an opinion about,

I haven’t found it.

And ah…

they’re so willing to share.

JDG

Even after I mustered

all my arguments,

leaped through mental hoops,

and turned logical cartwheels,

my better self remained unconvinced.

JDG

I’m not sure how

he got the announcer role,

but that small bird

takes his job seriously,

chirping daily, “Your meal is served “.

JDG