Morning Tithe

Among the shadows

and the light, hummingbirds 

sip the nectar that’s flowers’ gift.

The squirrels and other birds

 dine on the gift of birdseed that’s mine.

JDG

Everything Goes

I think to myself

everything  goes.

Hummingbirds visit for a while

as do daisies and buttercups.

Green leaves yield to red and gold

leaving bare branches to weather the cold.

Soon the branches get covered with snow 

and before long the snow, too,  goes.

That double rainbow that brought such delight

only lingered for a while.

Everything goes, I tell myself

as you slowly pull away,

but some return

and even when they don’t

memories remain

until the one remembering

also slips away.

JDG

Morning Reflections

There’s an occasional squabble.

but mostly they work things out,

those squirrels and birds at the feeder.

 I’ve seen one bird pick up a seed 

and feed it to another, though I’ve never

seen a squirrel feed a bird or even 

its squirrel brother. Still, you’d think

if birds and squirrels can work 

things out, we could too.

JDG

 

 

 

Surprising Turn

Determined to finish our walk

in spite of the rain,

Knox and I picked up our pace.

Reaching our goal, we turned around

and headed home.

Only then did I see, high in the sky,

the double rainbow I couldn’t see before.

I gazed at the sky, Knox at the grass,

until we arrived home soaked in raindrops

and filled with delight.

JDG

The World Spins

The world spins.

Nothing holds.

Be patient.

Gather breath.

The world spins. 

Nothing holds.

Exhale stillness.

Exhale light.

The world spins.

Nothing holds.

Describe the waves.

Turn a poem.

The world spins.

Nothing holds.

JDG

                                                                                  (A poem inspired by a prompt from my friend, Barbara Outland)

 

 

 

Surrender

Sometimes it’s a choice,

but for me it’s mostly not.

Surrender is not easy

when you’re used to holding on,

but puzzling as it is

 loss can be a gain.

JDG