Knoxaroni helps
me see the magic I would
otherwise have missed –
a lost glove, tattered but found,
roots protruding from the ground.
JDG
Knoxaroni helps
me see the magic I would
otherwise have missed –
a lost glove, tattered but found,
roots protruding from the ground.
JDG
Day breaks free from night
as those owls keep questioning
“Who? Who? Who?” and crows,
cardinals, doves, and bluejays say
it really doesn’t matter.
JDG
On my way to work,
the car isn’t my only
transport. The vibrant
shades of green transport me too
and I arrive vitalized.
JDG
I’ll never tire
of those golden moments when
I somehow manage
to silently smile at
life’s little bleeps and not screech.
JDG
Today Spring kindly
prepared us for Summer with
sunny skies and just
a slight breeze as temperatures
hovered at ninety degrees.
JDG
After joining in
with other howling dogs on
DOGTV, Knox looked
at me as if to say, don’t
be so glum; it’s all in fun.
JDG
Sunny day, slow start –
let’s treasure this moment of
peaceful Spring pleasure
and leave our predictions of
dark clouds and hurry behind.
JDG
When they pried open
the suet cage, the crows found,
much to their dismay,
they couldn’t grab the whole cake
and go on their merry way.
JDG
I pause my efforts,
notice my breath, feel my heart.
There’s no need to rush,
no need to push. It’s time now
to stop trying and allow.
JDG
Raven nodded his
approval as he surveyed
the feast laid before
him, though he would have preferred
no interfering squirrels.
JDG