Every day Knox

and the cats

tune into the squirrel

and bird show.

Though often mesmerized,

they’ve never been

 known to applaud.

JDG

It wasn’t pretty,

but it had the beauty of

sincerity and truth

spoken aloud.

JDG

On those days when

I couldn’t catch a break

I used to fuss and whine.

I still do, but

sometimes I turn those whines

and fusses into a silly song

and sing and dance them away.

JDG

The silenced parts of us

have a chance to speak

when we’re asleep

and we sometimes don’t like

what they have to say,

but if we open ourselves

to a respectful conversation

our horizons and understandings expand.

JDG

No words can convey

the wordless wonder of birth 

or the wordless pain

of abandonment and loss.

Only a large and forgiving heart

can hold the broken pieces

of a shattered life 

until they slowly reassemble

 in a way no words can convey.

JDG

Buttercups scattered

across green lawns and fields

lift us up, settle us down

help us pause

life’s merry-go-round.

JDG

Sitting on the patio listening

to lightly rustling leaves,

sipping a small glass of wine.

Bird song fills the sunlit sky.

Worries slowly slip away.

JDG