Not everyone sees

the value of a weekend

spent in idleness,

a weekend where not one thing,

not even fun, is pursued.

                                                                            JDG

“You cannot fix what

you will not face,” as James

Baldwin said. Even

then there’s no guarantee, but

at least we’re one step closer.

                                                                                JDG

Sometimes the middle

is the best place to be as

those Bachelor Buttons

know, having seen their fellow

flowers on the margins mowed.

                                                                                      JDG

No problems tug at

my mind, no worries trouble

my heart, but I know,

given half a chance, my mind

will begin stirring stuff up.

                                                                           JDG

Even as clouds start

to darken, sun-struck trees shine

with the shimmer of 

promise. When the storm has passed

they’ll embrace sun’s light again.

                                                                                              JDG

How to still the mind

when it’s convinced this mountain

must be climbed or this

problem pondered lest it be

seen as pushing up daisies?

                                                                                   JDG

Before and after

sudden summer storms they sing,

showering us with

melody, showing us how

to cope with shifting weather.

                                                                                       JDG

Another wild

roadside meeting between those

black-eyed Susans and

the blue bachelors – honestly,

you’d think they’d be more discreet.

                                                                                                                                                               JDG

Before the moon can

even rise, the sky fills with

flirting fireflies –

flying sparks of dancing light

soften the slow creep of night.

                                                                                JDG

She is quite lovely,

our calico cat, but she

insists we look past 

her surface beauty to the

master complainer within.

                                                                           JDG