No time for pecking

says the one with a red head.

Right now I’m at work

at the feeder tending to

another, more pressing need.

JDG

Let us remember

all those who loved their country

and served with honor,

putting care before ego

and freedom above power.

JDG

Damp with morning dew,

the lawn shimmers in the sun,

welcomes everyone

even unruly squirrels

and harshly complaining crows.

JDG

Though the skies are gray,

the day looks bright with so much

still to celebrate.

Past, present, and future join

in a harmonious song.

JDG

The gathering clouds

block the sun. but not for long.

The cardinals and I

herald its return, they with

song and I with a smile.

JDG

The flowers promised

to bring splashes of color

to rainy spring days

and were soon invited for

an extended dalliance.

JDG

A small fish swims near

the pond’s shore then suddenly

turns and swims away.

Was it answering a call

my human ears could not hear?

JDG

Grey clouds crowd the sky

leaving no room for the sun,

 but still the birds sing

helping us to see that there’s

always a song to be sung

JDG

Tiny bits of green

peek out from outstretched branches

testing if the time

is right for them to spring forth

and grace us with their presence.

JDG

A moment ago

a mother deer and her fawn

dashed across the lawn

pursued by the moon’s slow rise

and an owl’s questioning cry.

JDG