On ground and in trees

those black robed visitors hold

a raucous caw cus.

JDG

No breeze is stirring.

Is Nature holding its breath

anticipating the snow?

JDG

Maybe she thought if

she wore those glasses, she could

see behind her back.

JDG

Weighing my options,

wanting to get it right, but

can’t see the future.

JDG

When days are crowded

with things to do, we need to

take time to just be.

JDG

I can’t feel poor when

there’s this scattering of gold –

Autumn’s yearly gift.

JDG

Going with the flow

is fine unless you’re headed

for a waterfall.

JDG

Looking for answers

when we haven’t bothered to

form a real question.

JDG

Wrapped in the warmth of

friendship, we cooly discuss

our mortality.

JDG

Even dogs don’t like

to dine alone. Knox grabs his

bone and gnaws it at my side.

JDG