Time Out

Leaving my glasses

behind left me some time when

I couldn’t read texts,

e-mails, magazines or books,

 thus mind and eyes were blessed with rest.

                                                                                                 JDG

 

Sun And Sky Speak

On the horizon

an orange tinged sky proclaims,

“Let the witches take

a furtive flight so they can

be ready Halloween night!”

                                                                          JDG

 

Fortunately, There’s Tomorrow

A day when the dog

ate all the cat food, the bank

changed its hours for

maximum inconvenience,

and I failed to transcend.

                                                                       JDG

                                                                        

Naught For All

Zero, that moment

of empty fullness, of full

emptiness, gathers

lightness and weight, anchors us

to the ever-present now.

                                                                                 JDG

Day 64 – Just Because

Just because it was

easy yesterday doesn’t mean

  it will be today.

Each day has its own mix. Some

are easier than others.

                                                                               JDG

Can He Not See?

How can he not see

the irony in throwing

out paper towels

to those who already think

he’s thrown in the towel with them?

                                                                                         JDG

Oh, The Places I Will Go

Sometimes if I speak

my thoughts out loud and listen,

I really have to

shake my head in wonderment

at the places thoughts can take me.

                                                                          JDG

(With apologies to Dr. Seuss)

Who Knew?- Day 51

I never thought I’d

see the day when I stuck to

any exercise

routine this long, but I have

and, in truth, it’s not been bad.

                                                                         JDG

 

 

Not All Here – Day 50

My mind departs for

places, familiar but not

here, as my body

follows the routine that’s right

before me. Mind, please come home.

                                                                                      JDG