When our thoughts wander

into the past and get caught

in harsh mind thickets, 

let’s gently remove ourselves

and apply compassion’s salve.

JDG

When I have nothing

left to give, these few acres

I call home let me

rest in their green arms and set

pushy to do lists aside.

JDG

Pungent smell of skunk

greets us as the door opens

 on this sunlit day.

Knox’s curiosity

tempers my disgust… We walk.

JDG

Lately the weather

has been a quick change artist,

one minute clothed in

 dark, tumultuous outfits,

the next in bright, swaying garb.

JDG

As Murphy the cat

watches, the squirrels sprint across

the porch. One pauses

and looks back at her as though

asking how she likes the show.

JDG

Waiting, wondering,

all the what ifs and then whats

pin me down until

I shake myself loose, breathe, look

 them in the eye, say “go play”.

JDG

Seems June is trying

to make up for May’s crazy

ways by offering

a just right summer blend of

cooling breeze and sun-filled days.

JDG

I admit I’m not

convinced when my grandkids tell

me their unpicked up

mess is really a display

of their modern art projects.

JDG

Happy Blues are back,

lining the road, sharing their

color and sheen with 

all who pass by, hoping their

daisy girlfriends will stop by.

JDG