After Knox’s mushroom trip,

outdoors he is on a leash.

I’ve tried to tell him

there’s more to life

than mushrooms

and chasing squirrels,

but he’s not buying it.

JDG

Days spent working together

until. thru trial and error,

we found a solution

that worked for everyone. 

Congress. please take note.

If the will is there,

it can be done.

JDG

Instead of keeping score today,

I counted the blessings that came my way,

 minimizing suffering

and compounding joy.

JDG

When change is impossible,

insisting things be otherwise,

lands us in a prison

of anger and despair.

Surrender to harsh reality

can free us to find moments 

of joy even there.

JDG

Sometimes I wonder.

I post a poem every day,

but yesterday I mistakenly posted two.

The title of the second poem?

“Doubletake”.

Strange but true.

JDG

On this windy day

the squirrels look puzzled

as the leaves chase each other

across the yard, but they soon return

to their favorite pastime:

scarfing down stolen birdseed.

JDG

Chilly morning air

nibbles at fingers

as rising sun promises

warmer air to come.

JDG

After trying some mushrooms

and ending up at the emergency vet

 Knox decided it’s better

to limit his adventures to sticks.

JDG