A small sighting
warmed my day –
a dandelion shining
among fallen leaves.
Life persists amidst decay.
JDG
A small sighting
warmed my day –
a dandelion shining
among fallen leaves.
Life persists amidst decay.
JDG
Lying in the dark,
wrapped in silence,
I let the day come to me.
No need to leap from bed
demanding the sun hurry with its light.
It will come soon enough, kiss my hand,
and invite me to the daily dance.
JDG
A sliver of me
shivered as I imagined
our cold morning walk,
but I was soon warmed by
picturing Knox and his sticks.
JDG
Though we’re all
on a journey,
we each have our
own path.
JDG
They say the whole
is greater than the sum
of the parts, but they’re
misquoting Aristotle who
said the whole is something
besides the parts.
It seems that’s part of the problem
with words: they can lead us
down some rabbit holes.
JDG
Still night.
Shining stars.
Knox and I walk.
I look up.
He looks down.
I sniff the air.
He sniffs the ground.
Between us we have it covered.
JDG
Corn’s been harvested.
Cut stalks on the ground remain.
They’re times when I feel the same.
JDG
Silhouetted against the slowly
brightening sky, dark branches
of trees become more clear.
Inside the demands of cats
and dog also grow more
bright and clear. Inside and out
the message is clear –
another day has come.
Be here.
JDG
Scurrying around
trying to get somewhere by
moving in all directions.
JDG
So often we look
for answers outside ourselves
and forget to look within.
JDG