I thought that raven

croaked, “Nevermore.”, but he’s back

with even more to

say. If I spoke raven I’d

tell him to fly, fly away.

                                                                   JDG

I wrap myself in

silence and sit sipping my

just right cup of tea.

The day has not yet started.

I can catch up with myself.

                                                   JDG

Sometimes what you see

is what you get. Sometimes it

isn’t. Only time

and circumstance reveal what

dwells behind exteriors.

                                                       JDG

Household chores help me

unwind when unwelcome thoughts

grab ahold and bind.

Daily rhythms loosen knots,

help me groove to other thoughts.

                                                           JDG.

She spun a grey tale

into gold just by what she

chose to emphasize.

The opposite can be done

too. It’s up to me and you.

                                                JDG

It’s not always safe

to be drawn to the light as

that moth learned when he

met the cat, yet maybe for

a few moments he found joy.

                                                     JDG

On this September

Saturday, even the crows

can’t find anything

to complain about until

they hear the soft dove sing.

                                                          JDG

Reclining outside,

I spot tiny bits of fluff

riding Saturday’s

lazy breeze and let my thoughts

meander, aimless and free.

                                                                    JDG

Evening sun filters

gently through the trees, easing

us into the night,

bringing a task-filled day to

a diffuse and restful close.

                                                                    JDG

As the wind gently

strokes the leaves, I give thanks for

the breath that moves through

 me, knowing I share this breath

with all of life’s creations.

                                                                      JDG