As evening

slowly approaches,

the setting sun

leaves a parting kiss

causing the sky to blush.

                                     JDG

One thousand and one games of tug of war,

 an equal number of fetch the ball

and I bet you’ll never guess

who grew tired first.

Knox or me?

                                                            JDG

We drivers create

quite a stir 

among the fallen leaves.

They’re moved to

rise again and dance.

                                    JDG

The dreary weather

has gotten

to the birds. 

They’re  squabbling over

Invisible seed.

                                         JDG

A yellow leaf drifts

slowly to the ground

as a mourning dove

flies upward to the trees –

a moving passage.

.                                      JDG

Sometimes 

we hide

 a sorrow so well 

it becomes a secret

even to ourselves.

                               JDG

I thought I heard the trees

whispering among themselves:

“What humans really need

is a vaccine

for stupidity.”

                                               JDG

Looking at myself

through laughing eyes

I have to chuckle.

Really, Joan?

Really?

                                          JDG

In the midst

of human turmoil

the sun rises and sets,

the trees stand strong,

the mockingbirds chortle.

                                          JDG

It was just

a slight breeze,

but it gathered up

my frustration

and whisked it away.

                                 JDG