Blue evening sky
backs up chorus
of bare limbed trees
in a poignant tribute
to the passage of time..
JDG
Turning Down The Heat
Sometimes this stew
I call my life
gets brought to a brisk boil
and needs to
be placed on simmer.
JDG
Polar Birds
There they go again,
splashing in the fountain on
this cold, winter day.
Why they do this I can’t say.
After all, it isn’t May.
JDG
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Guest Post By Kay Davidson
There is an emptiness in this space
That feels strange, unfamiliar.
The strangeness –
Nothing pushing me forward
Nothing pulling me back
No ” I used to be..” / no former identity
No call to be anything else.
I stand ‘here’ – child-like –
In a kind of wonder-land
Taking it in, the freshness of it.
Curious.
What is here?
What is ‘here’ like?
Where is the ground here?
How am I with ‘here’?
What is not here?
PS: I wonder if I’ll ever know.
It comes and goes..
This strangeness.
Openings
In this open space
beyond yes or no, I stop
talking, relax, and listen.
JDG
Poet’s Challenge
I sit down, try to write.
Dog and cats put up a fight.
Walk? Snacks? Pats? Play?
They sigh and look my way.
I shake my head and decline.
I just want to sit and rhyme.
They exchange a sullen glance.
Dog begins to paw and prance.
Cats take a different tack,
kneading and purring to call me back.
My eyes widen suddenly.
I was blind, but now I see.
They have come to inspire me.
JDG
Even Nature
Even Nature
can only take so much
before exploding
toward the end
of these snow burdened days.
JDG
Out My Way
Every day since winter
announced its icy presence,
we’ve gathered fallen branches,
moved fallen trees,
offered heartfelt thanks
that we’re still standing.
JDG
If Lightly I Walk
If lightly I walk
through the heaviness
life brings, perhaps
I’ll have what I need
to graciously give
and also receive.
JDG
Love Abounds
Power outage.
Knox and I find refuge
at son and daughter-in-law’s house.
Morning brings rude awakening
when Knox, eighty pounds and rising,
bounds onto their bed
and showers them
with grateful kisses.
JDG
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