Beneath the night sky
we walk with flashlights, waiting
for the rising moon.
JDG
Category Archives: poetry
Woofing It Up
Molly and Knox, out for a walk,
met on our winding country road.
It was play at first sight.
They romped and rolled,
barked and bowed,
tail-waggingly glad
to have found each other.
JDG
Here, Now, This
Small boy and his puppy
splash through puddles.
Pink climbing rose
glistens with rain drops.
Gray days don’t have to be dreary.
It’s our minds that make them so.
JDG
Better Together
Even dogs don’t like
to dine alone. Knox grabs his
bone and gnaws it at my side.
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Things Great and Small
She thought big, stood tall,
made a new reality
by tending to what
was before her even when
that seemed to be way too small.
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Knox Is Not Impressed
Knox was invited
to two therapy sessions
today and after
a few minutes, he dozed off –
too much talk, not enough play.
JDG
Dueling Poets
When poets argue,
do they do so in rhyme and
does verse make it worse?
JDG
Autumn Games
Goldenrod invites
the trees to a game
of match my color.
Some respond,
leaf by slowly turning leaf.
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Knox Helps Himself
Knox found a chopped-off
piece of a crepe myrtle tree
and proudly brought it
home to add to his growing
collection of well-gnawed toys.
JDG
Variations On A Theme
Though the rain has stopped,
the trees still gently shed small
water drops, bringing
an element of sparkle
to our standard morning walk.
JDG
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