Watching gulls fly makes humans

want to give it a try.

Tethered to speeding boats,

 on polyester wings

they rise and soar.

Full of bliss, they’re unaware

of bemused gulls

who shriek and stare.

                                                                            JDG

Suddenly I heard

that gull call my name

as it plunged

into the depths 

below.

Could it be

I have a namesake in the sea?

                                                                   JDG

Together they weave

a blanket from the shared yarn

of stored memories,

wrap themselves in the comfort

of times past, warmly recast.

                                                              JDG

I bask,

not only in the sun,

but in all I don’t have to do.

I choose

to walk on the beach,

listen to the waves,

sleep, eat, read, and rest.

I relish

this yearly gift

from my son and his wife.

I give

thanks.

                                                   JDG

It’s just us,

two introverts,

this first day of vacation –

a pure and quiet bliss.

                                                      JDG

Not every storm

is followed by a rainbow

though this one was,

and even though I found

no pot of gold,

that rainbow’s

reassuring presence

was enough.

                                                      JDG

What I need right now

is not a sign. I don’t even

need a map. I just need

enough fuel to get started.

                                                                JDG

Three birds,

three ways to end the day –

  owl,

determined to solve the mystery;

crow,

making it cawfully clear he does not give a damn;

  wood thrush,

weaving his melody into the heart of things.

                                                                                                JDG