The Singer And The Song

Whatever song fills your throat, that’s the song

your body wants

to sing. Just

listen

close.

                                                                                                              JDG

Standing At The Corner

Though I don’t control the traffic,

when a word, a line, sometimes a poem,

approaches the intersection

of conscious and unconscious,

I bear witness 

and write down what I see.

                                                                                            JDG

Peripheral Vision

While attending to

what’s right in front of me,

I spot, off to the side,

two cardinals 

tiptoeing through the clover –

a bright reminder of what

I yearn to do .

                                                                       JDG

A Magic Moment In July

Storms might be coming

but for now, sun and puffy

white clouds fill the sky.

Bees and butterflies flit from

flower to flower,

deer graze, squirrels scamper, crows

bicker, and I watch and rest.

                                                                                  JDG

Now

Just now,

after being on this planet

for over seventy-six years,

I finally feel my feet on this earth.

I am here.

For now…

                                                                            JDG

 

Primary Aspiration

I want to meet each moment

as a friend.

 My presence is needed.

                                                                    JDG

(With thanks to Sylvia Boorstein)

On A Lazy, Summer Afternoon

They brought a smile to my face,

those four ( two cats and two dogs ),

when I got home. There they were

  resting in the same sun-lit room,

sharing the afternoon together.

Spotting me, they exchanged a glance,

as if to say, “What brings her home so early?”

                                                                                         JDG

 

 

Tough Love

I have opinions.

Genuine questions might serve me better,

but who has the time

in this fast-paced world

to ask and listen?

From within the answer comes,

“You do. Get real.”

                                                                                  JDG

 

July Wish

Since early May I’ve watched

corn grow. Every day the rows

seem taller and more full.

It may sound corny, but I wish  

the inner seeds I planted then

 were as bountiful as that corn.

If I had been more nourishing

maybe they’d be thriving now.

                                                                                      JDG