After the sky fell,

Chicken Little looked up, sighed,

asked herself, “What’s next?”

~

“Sheep like meadows, cows

like corn, so what’s the big deal?”

says Little Boy Blue.

~

“Wasn’t it enough

that I sat on that tuffet?

Why the curds and whey?”

                                                                                                  JDG

Beneath the surface,

 if we go deep, compassion’s

mighty river flows.

                                                                                          JDG

Forget or forgive?

Remember the hot stove burns,

but it bakes bread, too.

~

I’m trying to help.

Not sure what to do until

A misstep says stop.

                                                                                                                Janet Cook

Ripples on the pond:

candidates run, critics leap,

summer heaves a sigh.

                                                                     JDG

“No matter how hard

I’ve tried, easy hasn’t done

it,” she emphasized.

                                                                   JDG

Rain and sun played tag

today as they frequently

do within us too.

                                                                     JDG

Crow-confident, he

struts, oblivious of all

but his cawing self.

                                                                    JDG

Light slips through cloud-streaked

skies much as love can sometimes

pierce a guarded heart.

                                                                                                               JDG