Small Saviors

“What is saving your life right now?”she asks,

giving me pause.

Just now, wings

aglow,

that

small

bird seized

my sadness

and flew away,

leaving behind a momentary peace.

                                                                                         JDG

The Gap

In that space between what was said and what

was heard lies a

chasm or

a bridge.

A

look,

a tone,

a simple

gesture can tell

us whether to don parachute or shoes.

                                                                                                     JDG

Wiser Than We

Heads tucked between their paws, our two dogs sleep.

Wiser than we,

they know when

to call

it

quits,

to give

themselves and

their many tasks

a rest, to spend some time among their dreams.

                                                                                                                                   JDG

Quite A Flap

Those wild geese created quite a flap

down at the pond.

Just minutes

before,

all

was

serene,

but once they

landed honking

and shaking, turtles, sun, and silence fled.

                                                                                                                JDG

Groundwork

At last the ground is being prepared and

some good seeds found

for planting.

Then, if

we

just

weed and

water them,

new green will come,

but in its own time and in its own way.

                                                                                                         JDG

About That Pact

It is a good thing that ocean of love

I discovered

is so vast

and so

deep

’cause

lately

it’s had to

work really hard

to tumble smooth all the rocks I’ve tossed in.

                                                                                                              JDG

(See the poem, The Pact, posted on July 9 if further clarification is needed.)

 

Human Dimensions

I’m definitely aware I’m part of

the human race.

I’m always

racing

here

and

there and

everywhere,

but it’s really

just a human being I long to be.

                                                                               JDG

Summer’s Sweet Spread

Firefly nights and honeysuckle days –

it doesn’t get

much better

than this.

On

hills

of green

cattle graze

and I graze too

on summer’s sweet spread of simple delight.

                                                                                                                            JDG

One Thing

If there’s one thing sweltering heat teaches

it’s to slow down,

take a break,

drink deep,

let

things

unfold,

take pleasure

in small tasks well

done,  cherish breezes  – whoops  that’s  six not one.

                                                                                                                              JDG

In The Clover

Toby’s literally in the clover

as he gazes

out upon

his world.

From

his

perch he

views birds, bees,

and butterflies

and, on reflection, pronounces them – good.

                                                                                                                             JDG