All it takes is one
swish of a squirrel’s tail and Knox
is off and running.
By now I think when they spot
him, they try to still the swish.
JDG
All it takes is one
swish of a squirrel’s tail and Knox
is off and running.
By now I think when they spot
him, they try to still the swish.
JDG
Instead of keeping score today,
I counted the blessings that came my way,
minimizing suffering
and compounding joy.
JDG
When change is impossible,
insisting things be otherwise,
lands us in a prison
of anger and despair.
Surrender to harsh reality
can free us to find moments
of joy even there.
JDG
Sometimes I wonder.
I post a poem every day,
but yesterday I mistakenly posted two.
The title of the second poem?
“Doubletake”.
Strange but true.
JDG
On this windy day
the squirrels look puzzled
as the leaves chase each other
across the yard, but they soon return
to their favorite pastime:
scarfing down stolen birdseed.
JDG
Chilly morning air
nibbles at fingers
as rising sun promises
warmer air to come.
JDG
After trying some mushrooms
and ending up at the emergency vet
Knox decided it’s better
to limit his adventures to sticks.
JDG
Among the fallen leaves,
a dandelion smiles.
It’s not winter yet.
JDG
A tiny bell rang
calling me to pause and come
home to the moment.
Until then I didn’t know
I’d wandered so far away.
JDG
On my way to work today
I was chanting,” I choose joy”
when suddenly my car filled
with an odious smell. I guess
the universe decided to call my bluff
and see if that skunk
would be met
with joy or an angry huff.
JDG