The Clock Is Ticking

Not for a grade,

not for money or fame,

but for fun, for pleasure,

for the joy of creating,

these young tiktokers

make their one minute shows.

The clock is ticking. 

Something is right with the world.



When I Grow Weary

I look to all that’s green,

to all that’s flowering,

and find encouragement there.


Erratic April

On this cold, windswept

day, it’s hard to remember

May’s not far away,

but the cherry and dogwood

offer gentle reminders.



The sun darts in and out

from behind the clouds,

one minute gold,

the next minute gray –

life in fast motion.


Morning Joy

Drove past golden fields

of buttercups offering

a wealth of pleasure –

nature’s gift, freely given,

asking nothing in return.


Soft Surrender

For a moment, on this busy day,

I pause and simply look.

Those deep purple Iris

shining in the sun

ask for nothing,

warm my heart,

slow me down,

let me stay,


Knox Channels Rhett Butler

I told Knox squirrels

were nothing to woof about,

that, like birds, they come

and go. His answer? – “Frankly

my dear, I don’t give a woof.”


Mother Trees

Mother trees hold

baby green leaves

tight and tenderly

much as they once held

the child me who sought

play and refuge among

their supportive branches.

.                                     JDG

True And…

“You can’t stop the waves,”

the guru said, “but you can learn to surf.”

When I heard this many years ago,

I thought it made sense and I’d begin.

Little did I know how hard it would be

or how long it would take.

I’m still learning at seventy eight.