Waiting for words
to bubble up
and spill over,
but it seems
the well is dry.
Nevertheless,
I lower my bucket,
hoping it will fill
by and by.
JDG
Waiting for words
to bubble up
and spill over,
but it seems
the well is dry.
Nevertheless,
I lower my bucket,
hoping it will fill
by and by.
JDG
My soul longs for peace,
but it seems there are some things
my ego has to
learn first – like how to let soul’s
longing guide my behavior.
JDG
Grey mist of morning
rests on the land,
exploring
the heavens
without leaving home.
JDG
My internal first responder
sometimes sees danger
where none exists.
I thank him
for his readiness
and let him know
my prefrontal cortex can handle this.
JDG
Sometimes,
like a tree in winter,
we’re stripped bare
in preparation
for a fresh start.
JDG
Sun-lit day, cloudless sky –
nature’s reminder
that nothing, not even
the darkest of times
lasts forever.
JDG
She has no need of mail,
that small bird on my mailbox.
She can always tweet.
JDG
Plenty of reasons
to worry, but my body
is at peace so when
my mind starts its spiel,
I’ll listen from my center.
JDG
All the dogs watched as
two owners squared off. It seems
some humans are poorly trained.
JDG
The squirrels can always find
something to bicker about
and unfortunately
so can we.
JDG