What monuments have

you created in your life

that need to come tumbling down?

                                                        JDG

In a strange way, when

there is less to fill our time,

the days grow more full.

                                               JDG

I’ve given up on

“why”, and turned my attention

to “what”, “where”, and “how”.

                                                   JDG

It’s not only we

who can tie ourselves in knots;

nature does this too.

                                                 JDG

Writing poetry

can open the closed windows

of a fearful mind.

                                 JDG

So many wonders

missed as we thrash around in

worry’s undertow.

                                                   JDG

Wishing the rain would

wash away the mind’s debris,

water hope instead.

                                              JDG

It’s just seventeen

syllables and I can’t seem

to come up with one.

                                         JDG

Pink clouds mingle with

grey. The sky teaches us how

to hold differences.

                                                   JDG

So many chances

to learn, yet so few of them

are ever taken.

                                              JDG