We all have moments of drama and peace,
we who inhabit this small bit of land
each of us calls home.
The sun rises and sets.
The moon waxes and wanes.
Flowers bud and bloom.
Leaves and petals fall.
And you, beloved land, have room for us all.
JDG
We all have moments of drama and peace,
we who inhabit this small bit of land
each of us calls home.
The sun rises and sets.
The moon waxes and wanes.
Flowers bud and bloom.
Leaves and petals fall.
And you, beloved land, have room for us all.
JDG
After a word filled
day, I sigh and breathe the
sweet air of silence.
JDG
Ah…corn does thrive in
fields and conversations this
quarantined July.
JDG
Bees meet bachelor buttons in an almost
beatific
glow. Both are
warmly
blessed.
JDG
Hay’s not being made
while the sun shines, but here in
Virginia, we’re fried.
JDG
If you’re trying to
thread a needle, a narrow
point of view is best.
JDG
It seems the squirrels
are feeling the heat so they
lay down to rest and eat.
Disturbed by such a show of sloth,
crows protest, clamor and caw,
but woodpeckers simply call it a draw.
JDG
John Lewis – a man of
conscience, conviction, and courage.
May we carry his legacy forward and vote
to “redeem the soul of America”.
JDG
Doing the same small tasks each morning can
help us chase the
blues in a
rhythmic
way.
JDG
We can stir up a lot of dust if we
move too fast as
gravel road
drivers
know.
JDG