This spring’s polonaise
has been no slow dance. It’s been
a real jitterbug.
JDG
This spring’s polonaise
has been no slow dance. It’s been
a real jitterbug.
JDG
Lost in a wasteland
of disconnection, a dream
comes to comfort me,
bringing an invitation
to reflect and integrate.
JDG
I have met the enemy and, indeed,
the enemy
is me. I
asked if
she
could
spare a
moment for
us to sit and
chat. She looked me in the eye and said, “A
moment? This’ll
take way more
time than
that.”
JDG
Why is it we see,
come spring, what we managed to
ignore all winter?
Do our eyes hibernate too
and in spring are born anew?
JDG
I don’t know what he
was trying to say, but that
woodpecker kept on
pecking at our window. I
tried telling him “no”
but, like telemarketers,
he kept coming back
until our cat, Murphy, had
had enough and glared
at him through the window, I
wish she could FaceTime
those other frequent callers.
Who knows? We may find a way.
JDG
Spring places her gift
of multitudinous shades of
green before us.
JDG
Tired of little
hints and nudges, my body
claimed its right to scream.
JDG
She watches the cup
rise to my lips and studies
the falling rain with
equal interest. Murphy is
a connoisseur of moments.
JDG
I wanted to share with you Mitch Teemley’s Earth Day thought.
Let’s give it a Future