Pick up a pen and begin.

Writing can help us

get through hard times,

celebrate good times,

and enliven mediocre ones.

JDG

Outside it’s cold and dark.

Sitting on the couch,

Knox snuggled by my side,

I breathe in warmth and light

and breathe out gratitude.

JDG

May we have 

the courage 

to be awkward,

knowing that’s how

growth and change begin.

JDG

After years of

branching out,

I’m content now

to simply 

tend the roots.

JDG

Rose bushes have

both blossoms and thorns.

We too have blossoms and thorns,

though it’s easier

to accept in roses.

JDG

On this, our last walk of the day,

I greet the slowly rising moon

and welcome each star

as Knox enthusiastically

sniffs everything along the way.

JDG

Just when I thought

we were stepping in harmony,

a squirrel scampered by

and my thoughts and I

were left in the dust.

JDG

On yet another gray day

the trees are dropping

golden reminders

to prepare for cooler weather,

more darkness, less light.

JDG

Between the honking geese

and the cawing crows

my silent rural retreat

has turned into

a wild reality show.

JDG

I get still and ask myself

what wants to have its say today.

I get still and wait

’til with a start, I awake…

The body had its say.

JDG