At the break of day
an owl’s persistent question
begs to be answered.
I toss him the only coin
I have, “It’s not me. Not now.”
JDG
At the break of day
an owl’s persistent question
begs to be answered.
I toss him the only coin
I have, “It’s not me. Not now.”
JDG
On fast-paced days
it helps to find a still point
as time thunders on.
JDG
It’s gotten to be
the new normal,
these sudden
afternoon storms.
Is this nature’s way
of telling us,
she’s tired
of being exploited?
JDG
Where has all the birdseed gone
Short time passing?
Where has all the birdseed gone
Short time ago?
Squirrels have eaten every bite
Short time passing.
When will we ever learn?
Little hope in sight.
JDG
(with apologies to Pete Seeger)
Although they’d never met,
he left her a sweet note
and a bouquet of blue hydrangeas
his wife picked from her garden.
It was a thank-you from them both
and it brought a smile and soft tears.
JDG
Extending her paw,
she gently touches my arm,
clearly wanting to connect.
“You stay too busy,” she purrs,
“Please put me on your agenda.”
JDG
Thank a squirrel.
The tree you see
may have come to be
because of a nut it buried
and then forgot.
JDG
Never ones to leave
a snarky thought unspoken,
when they began their
jobs with the public, their tongues
showed severe lacerations.
JDG
We could all use a smile.

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Even the weather
can’t make up its mind –
one moment rain,
the next sunny skies.
JDG