Mist lingers among

the trees, hovering over

ground and pond, lending

a note of mystery to

a plodding midweek morn.

                                                                                JDG

Watching the endless 

spool of time unwind, I give

thanks for being here

to catch a passing glimpse of

the eternal in the now.

                                                                               JDG

Circle openings

let what’s new enter and what’s

old leave, allowing

for the constancy of change

and the chance for renewal.

                                                                         JDG

Warm though it may be,

the dogwoods’ slowly turning 

leaves sing haltingly.

 The full-throated chorus of

fall color is yet to come.

                                                                               JDG

The day begins with

both hummingbirds and blue jays,

givers and takers,

an avian study in

our human proclivities.

                                                                                        JDG

Apparently we,

and not the dogs, were sent to

obedience school

where we learned to fetch food, throw

balls, and give treats on command.

                                                                                                               JDG

Fleeting though it is,

this moment, snatched from the jaws

of busyness,  feeds

all those starving in the midst 

of  overgrown too-muchness.

                                                                                                                                         JDG

Sunlight rides the waves

as morning comes blazing in

and seagulls scatter.

Out at sea, porpoises  grin

 at this day’s opening act.   

                                                                                          JDG

“Even the sky cried

when he left,” she said, finding

comfort in nature

until her younger sister

mentioned the falling bird poo.

                                                                                                                JDG

Those savvy grandkids

knew their Gaba well when they

texted her to ask

if she’d bring them a treat to 

honor Obama’s birthday. 

                                                                                                      JDG