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Indecisive May

May25

May’s stance sways between

April’s coolness and the warmth

of June. Today she 

embraced April’s chilly ways;

Sunday she warmed up to June.

JDG

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When In Over Our Heads

May24

If we’re feeling lost

and at sea, it helps if we

relax, lean back, float

a bit until we’re either 

found or find a way to shore.

JDG

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Dietary Needs

May23

Endlessly snacking

on food and information

will not ease our souls’

hunger. Our souls require

something far more substantial.

JDG

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Selective Delights

May22

Knox ignores the sweet

scent of honeysuckle to

attend to other

scents on the ground. Some delights

we share and some we do not.

JDG

 

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Satisfyingly Simple

May19

Fallen branches cleared,

plants watered, birds fed, dog walked –

now with a sigh of

satisfaction, I lean back,

grateful for both work and rest.

JDG

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Just Spinning Our Wheels

May18

No use mowing down

those rebellious buttercups.

 They’ll just rise again,

strong and always resilient,

to claim their place on the lawn.

JDG

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Knox, The Magic Sharer

May16

Knoxaroni helps

me see the magic I would

otherwise have missed –

a lost glove, tattered but found,

roots protruding from the ground.

JDG

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Early Morning Refrain

May15

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

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Means Of Transport

May7

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

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Rags To Riches

May3

I’ll never tire 

of those golden moments when

I somehow manage

to silently smile at

life’s little bleeps and not screech.

JDG

 

 

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