When the path is rocky
and our steps falter,
canes and companions
offer balance and support
along the way.
JDG
When the path is rocky
and our steps falter,
canes and companions
offer balance and support
along the way.
JDG
Small step by small step
we keep on going
because we’ll get nowhere
if we stand still.
JDG
Sun shines.
Breeze blows.
Knox wanders.
Birds flit.
I sit.
JDG
Chatting with a neighbor –
learned his entertainment
was overhearing me talk
to Knox on our daily walks.
Said it reminded him of
the way his wife talks to him,
especially when he strays
from the path she thinks
he should walk. I said
I hoped he and Knox were grateful
for our thoughtful guidance.
He and Knox looked at each other.
I swear they winked.
JDG
Blinking lightning bugs –
doing their best to fill in
between sun set and moon rise.
JDG
On a walk between rain showers
gravel crunches,
thoughts whisper,
crows call.
With each step
whispering thoughts
grow softer
until
only the crunch of gravel
and the call of crows remain.
JDG
Hate,
light denying kudzu,
insidious invader,
rapidly spreading destroyer,
knows no limits,
must be removed at the roots.
JDG
Pungent smell of skunk
greets us as the door opens
on this sunlit day.
Knox’s curiosity
tempers my disgust… We walk.
JDG
Unpacking days
almost too heavy to carry,
she was grateful for
the unsolicited gift
of a helping hand.
JDG