In a world of instant connection,
this group of women, who have challenged
and nurtured each other over many years,
value modern technology and cherish
the old-fashioned, slow interweaving
of their lives and hearts.
JDG
,
In a world of instant connection,
this group of women, who have challenged
and nurtured each other over many years,
value modern technology and cherish
the old-fashioned, slow interweaving
of their lives and hearts.
JDG
,
Wrapped in the warmth of
friendship, we cooly discuss
our mortality.
JDG
Beneath the night sky
we walk with flashlights, waiting
for the rising moon.
JDG
Molly and Knox, out for a walk,
met on our winding country road.
It was play at first sight.
They romped and rolled,
barked and bowed,
tail-waggingly glad
to have found each other.
JDG
Small boy and his puppy
splash through puddles.
Pink climbing rose
glistens with rain drops.
Gray days don’t have to be dreary.
It’s our minds that make them so.
JDG
Even dogs don’t like
to dine alone. Knox grabs his
bone and gnaws it at my side.
JDG
She thought big, stood tall,
made a new reality
by tending to what
was before her even when
that seemed to be way too small.
JDG
Knox was invited
to two therapy sessions
today and after
a few minutes, he dozed off –
too much talk, not enough play.
JDG
When poets argue,
do they do so in rhyme and
does verse make it worse?
JDG
Goldenrod invites
the trees to a game
of match my color.
Some respond,
leaf by slowly turning leaf.
JDG