Keep a green tree
in your heart
and perhaps
a singing bird
will come.
– Chinese Proverb
Though we can’t control
the whims of chance and weather,
it is our garden
and our tree and if we tend
it faithfully, it
will become a resting place
for birds of every feather.
JDG
Beneath the mask of
civilization, the real
face resides.
JDG
Practice,
they say, and you’ll
develop endurance
and skill. They’re right, you know. I’ve got
whining down pat and complaining I can
now do non-stop. Others marvel
at my mastery. I
owe it all to
practice.
JDG
Morning sun on frost
covered hills adds some sparks to
a sputtering start.
JDG
Something about a certain slant of light
stirs memories
unsought but
sadly
found.
JDG
We can focus on
the large surrounds of gray or
those few openings
where sun pours through or hold them
both in a much larger view.
JDG
I don’t think she knew
my grandkids called me Gaba, but
after a session
where I talked much more than I
usually did, her
unconscious carefully wrote
out a check to Gabarant.
JDG
Sometimes I feel like
I’m a character in someone
else’s novel. From
time to time the author lets
me shape the plot, but
just when I get things going
as I’d like, she throws
in an unexpected twist
just to see how I’ll react.
JDG
Mother elephant,
seeing new-born hippo grabbed
and dragged away by
hungry hyena didn’t
wait. She charged full force,
scaring hyena away.
The Kings among us
who want civilization
restored might see
it can be done by caring
for someone else’s babies.
JDG
Ice blossoms cling
as March adds
the late beauty of winter
to the early
blooming of spring.
JDG
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