He built walls to shut

people out, but before long 

those same walls closed in on him.

JDGFall

For a few minutes

that tiny bird had the seeds 

to himself, then squirrels came.

JDG

The mist slowly lifts

as the sun slowly rises.

Another day has begun.

JDG

Watching the birds feed

nourishes my spirit, lifts me

from the doldrums, lets me fly.

JDG

Buttercups glisten

in morning dew as birds sing

love songs to one another.

JDG

Writing a poem

a day won’t keep the doctor away,

but it’s a great distraction.

JDG

We live our lives in

punctuation marks. Some we

prefer and some we resist.

JDG

Going boldly where

I haven’t gone before – well,

not boldly, but still going.

                                                                  JDG