Nighttime fears falter
when they meet the light and find
their place in a larger whole.
JDG
Nighttime fears falter
when they meet the light and find
their place in a larger whole.
JDG
When I was a kid,
I believed I could dig my way
down to China.
Though I finally gave up,
Knox still believes –
thus our yard has lots of holes.
JDG
Up with the squirrels,
out with the dog, keeps me in
shape during this break.
JDG
Japanese Maple,
aflame with light, announces
its own Thanksgiving.
JDG
Knox’s world is a wondrous place
full of any number of chewable things.
It’s got stuff to sniff, faces to lick,
holes to dig, balls to fetch
creatures to chase and,
until training is complete,
cues and commands to ignore.
JDG
I clear a space,
an altar of sorts,
and place upon it
my joys and sorrows
and everything in between.
I bow in thanks
for this holding place.
JDG
Wind rustles among
red and golden leaves: Autumn’s
moving melody.
JDG
Knox made his debut
at the dog park and asked each
dog he met to dance.
Not one to waltz, he boogied
and shimmied his time away.
JDG
A day of glitches
calls for deep breaths
and letting things go.
By nightfall I’ve managed
a few small surrenders
and a few deep breaths.
JDG
Even though many
were impatiently waiting,
she took the time to
listen carefully and help
each person when their turn came.
JDG