Floral Requests

Ragweed, please don’t rag

on me and Goldenrod, could

you please spare the rod?

                                                    JDG

 

 

Excavation

The best I can do:

find a poem amidst the pain,

find solace in that.

                                                                JDG

Lofty Findings

Scouring the sky

for answers, I find only

shifting clouds and crows.

                                                                JDG

Look Out

The bachelors are back,

decked in blue – roadside flirts no

matter the weather.

                                                                 JDG

 

 

Cosmic Melody

Our universe could

very well be one verse in

a much larger song.

                                                     JDG

Broadly Speaking

Without words, they make

their wishes known – these cats, dogs,

and birds I live with.

                                                                             JDG