An Open And Closed Case

One day I refuse to act on

a suggestion

that could ease my

tension, even

solve a problem. The next day I

decide to act.

What’s the difference

between one day

and the next? The difference lay

not in the day

but in me and

my willingness.

                                                             JDG

Sensational Welcome

After the first mowing the smell

of wild green

onions lingers,

carried by soft

currents across the golden blooms

of budding Spring.

Quickened by such

hues and scents, brash

bumble bees hover, adding their

hum and buzz to

this mild mix,

welcoming Spring.

                                                                     JDG

Stage Whispers

The red morning sky announces

a storm is in

the wings, waiting

to take the stage.

That sunny warm-up act will fade.

Treacherous Sleet

will follow, joined

by Icy Rain.

If we are lucky, Snow won’t show

or will quickly

leave, not having

been well received.

                                                     JDG

School’s Out Snow Poetry In Multiple Forms

Darn, darn, darn, darn, darn.

Darn, darn, darn, darn, darn, darn, darn,

darn, and double darn.

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

#!#!,  #!#!,  #!#!, #!#!, #!#!, #!#!, #!#

                                                                                    (tanka)

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How long? How long? How long? How long? How long?

How long? How Long?

How long? How

long? How

l…o…n…g ?

                                                                                 (tetractys)

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Too cold to stay outside for long.

Too boring just

to watch t.v.

Picking on each

other is ok for a time

til someone goes

a bit too far.

Then the loud calls

for me to referee begin.

Kids and snow – one

or the other

just has to go.

                                                                                          (minute)

                                                                                   JDG

Many Ways And Times

Watching the wind shake the branches

just enough for

a little snow

to slip and join

the whiteness on the waiting ground,

I remember

there are many

ways and many

times for letting go, some easy,

some not so much,

but such times come

to all of us.

                                                                            JDG

At Her Core

She met me at the car, tears on

her cheeks. She was

crying, she said,

’cause her sister

was hurting. This morning she told

me to just sit

and rest while

she made my bed.

It is no surprise that given

a list of core

values, Sami

chose empathy.

                                                           JDG

Earth Whispers

Early this morning when the fields

still lay under

a whisper of

white, the trees stood,

branches raised, a mute offering

in the cold hush

of day. Before

the sun begins

its long journey across the sky,

I stand too, held

by earth’s beauty

and quiet grace.

                                                   JDG