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

Some if onlies

are useless to consider,

but then there are always

those painful 

other ones.

                                          JDG

Before I occupied my body

and watched that jeweled hummingbird

bury himself in a small blue blossom,

I was off somewhere,

lost in a cloud of concern.

                                                                   JDG

A stranger went out of his way

to help me today.

Interestingly,

his name was Adam –

a contemporary first man.

                                                      JDG

When stressed out

let’s turn in

and find sanctuary,

naming

what we’re grateful for.

                                   JDG