Mother trees hold
baby green leaves
tight and tenderly
much as they once held
the child me who sought
play and refuge among
their supportive branches.
. JDG
True And…
“You can’t stop the waves,”
the guru said, “but you can learn to surf.”
When I heard this many years ago,
I thought it made sense and I’d begin.
Little did I know how hard it would be
or how long it would take.
I’m still learning at seventy eight.
JDG
Memories
What is remembered
depends on who is doing
the remembering.
JDG
Some Of Us Are Slow Learners
Seventy eight years
on the planet before
I began to find
inner peace by
developing simple habits
of basic self-care.
JDG
Testing The Waters
Startled by a sudden noise,
the first wild blue heron
to visit our pond this year
made a quick departure
leaving a wash of ripples
in his wake. I hope
his first appearance
isn’t his last.
JDG
Exploring Routes
When navigating
my nervous system.
I’ve discovered
the shortest route is
not always the best.
JDG
Sunday Stroll
The crunch of gravel
beneath my feet, bird song in
the air. A distant
rooster crows. Cows loudly moo.
Knox barks at squirrel. My soul sings.
JDG
Spring Singalong
Redbud and dogwood,
Bradford pear and cherry
add their colorful voices
to the surging green
music of Spring.
JDG
Live And Learn
I’m learning from Knox
to spend less time
in my head
and more time
roaming about.
JDG
It’s The Small Things
Tiny flowers dot
the lawn in shades of purple,
blue, white, and yellow,
reminding us you don’t have
to be big to be noticed.
JDG
