As We Make Our Way

As we make our way 

through thorny thickets, may we

remember to take

refuge in small clearings and

to celebrate sweet pickings.

                                                                          JDG

 

Natural Selection

My mood needs to dance

with a different partner. I

pick that small, yellow 

butterfly and ask it to

teach me what fleeting things know.

                                                                              JDG

Movers and Shakers

Caught in the draft of

cars speeding past, tall grass shakes

as its roots hold firm.

I ponder what speeding cars

and rooted grass have to teach.

                                                                         JDG

Rain Check

They must have heard it’s

about to rain cats and dogs,

because my two cats

and my two dogs have been on

their very best behavior.

                                                                  JDG

Who’s Dancing?

Is that Butterweed

dancing along roads, across

fields in morning mist,

telegraphing Fall’s approach,

lending color to fog’s gray?

                                                                    JDG

Focal Point

The number of times

I’ve gotten in my own way?

I’ve lost count. Better

to focus not on counting

but on recalibrating.

                                                             JDG

Front Runner

That small tree must be

type A. It sure got the jump

on all the other

trees and coaxed its green leaves to

begin turning red today.

                                                                                JDG

Moments To Remember

Every now and then,

actually more then than now,

we surprise ourselves

and spontaneously act

 in a mindful manner.

                                                               JDG

  

 

 

Vacation’s Gift

Days unfold without

hurry or worry and in

their slow openings,

I see synchronicities

I might otherwise have missed.

                                                             JDG

A Welcome Burst Of Light

Evening sun pours forth

redemptive light after days

of rain and regret. 

It’s amazing what a burst

of belated light can do.

                                                                JDG