Writing a poem
in my dream. Found the right word.
Woke up and lost it.
JDG
Morning Show
Buttercups glisten
in morning dew as birds sing
love songs to one another.
JDG
A Natural Question
Bunny sits beneath
near-by bush,
watching squirrels
and birds feed.
Is he wondering why
he wasn’t invited?
JDG
What We Bring
Began my walk carrying a list
of things that needed to be done,
none of which involved having fun.
Watched Knox sniff the ground,
find a spot, and roll around.
Took a cue from him.
Tossed my list aside.
Joined the bird singalong,
rocked and rolled inside.
Returned home singing
a different song.
JDG
Rough Waters
A swell of support
lifted him up
and he gratefully rode it
to the waiting shore
where he would briefly rest
and then dive in once more.
JDG
Startling Awareness
Over time we grow
blind to accumulations,
inner and outer,
until circumstances force
us to open our eyes and look.
JDG
What Knox Knows
In good times and bad,
an early morning walk helps
us get a move on.
JDG
Poetic Injustice
I hoped inspiration
would come bearing a bouquet
of poems, but here I sit
without even one small bud.
JDG
Differential Equation
Singing in the rain,
the birds thanked me for their feast.
The squirrels didn’t give a peep.
JDG
In A Flash
Fireflies flash warm
greetings as they dart among
the budding bushes
signaling Spring’s departure
and Summer’s soon arrival.
JDG
