If we were able

to transform the noise into

music, we could dance.

                                           JDG

The sun made a brief

appearance before it bade

us a warm farewell.

                                            JDG

After a word filled

day, I sigh and breathe the

sweet air of silence.

                                          JDG

Ah…corn does thrive in

fields and conversations this

quarantined July.

                                                  JDG

Hay’s not being made

while the sun shines, but here in

Virginia, we’re fried.

                                                        JDG

If you’re trying to

thread a needle, a narrow

point of view is best.

                                             JDG

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