Chatting with a neighbor –
learned his entertainment
was overhearing me talk
to Knox on our daily walks.
Said it reminded him of
the way his wife talks to him,
especially when he strays
from the path she thinks
he should walk. I said
I hoped he and Knox were grateful
for our thoughtful guidance.
He and Knox looked at each other.
I swear they winked.
JDG
Blinking lightning bugs –
doing their best to fill in
between sun set and moon rise.
JDG
On a walk between rain showers
gravel crunches,
thoughts whisper,
crows call.
With each step
whispering thoughts
grow softer
until
only the crunch of gravel
and the call of crows remain.
JDG
Hate,
light denying kudzu,
insidious invader,
rapidly spreading destroyer,
knows no limits,
must be removed at the roots.
JDG
Pungent smell of skunk
greets us as the door opens
on this sunlit day.
Knox’s curiosity
tempers my disgust… We walk.
JDG
Unpacking days
almost too heavy to carry,
she was grateful for
the unsolicited gift
of a helping hand.
JDG
Sunflower seeds or
wild blackberries?
Hope birds and squirrels
choose the seeds
and leave some berries for us.
JDG
After sweltering days,
today a soft shiver –
something sweet
after the storm…
JDG
One red bird and one
blue bird share the same platform
and peacefully dine,
a feat much yearned for by some
of the red and blue humankind.
JDG
Lately the weather
has been a quick change artist,
one minute clothed in
dark, tumultuous outfits,
the next in bright, swaying garb.
JDG
