Blanket of snow. Large

crow appears on porch rail. Caws

many loud complaints.

JDG

Fallen branches, blooms

of purple and white

share common ground. Life’s fullness.

JDG

Rain drops leave the sky,

join a new community,

make themselves at home.

JDG

Forsythia speaks

of approaching Spring. Hope it’s

without a forked tongue.

JDG

Morning sky shivers

with bird song, but sun arrives

late for the concert.

JDG

I sit down to write.

 In the cloudy sky above,

a bird in flight sings.

~

I sit down to write.

In the cloudy sky above,

a soaring bird sings.

JDG

I asked what to plant

and where. Today I’d answer,

“Plant love everywhere.”

JDG

Some leaves, now brown, hold

fast to their home as new green

buds start to burst forth.

JDG

On this cold, grey day

heart-opening talk warmly

flows among good friends.

JDG

Writing poems

shepherds wandering thoughts,

guides them home.

JDG