Gold coins scattered
across green fields –
maybe now
we’ll see their worth.
JDG
(photo from pixabay)
As I focused on
my third eye, I said, “I
want candy.” A burst
of explosive laughter
was the third eye’s sole reply.
JDG
After being trapped in a sauna of
small stuff, I say
no more sweat
for me
’cause
I’m
going
to head for
a higher ground
of cool surveyance and a broader view.
JDG
May I take this gift
of time into my arms, hold
it near my beating
heart, cherish it breath by breath
as it yawns and stretches.
JDG

Sometimes the night sky
defies convention, scatters
multicolored stars.
JDG
photograph by Andy Garrabrant
My thoughts are without
form and my mind void, a state
appropriate for
meditation, but right now,
while trying to write,
I’d welcome one sliver or
shiver to get me started..
JDG
We must get a rush
from rushing – this frantic race
to the finish line –
or are we just trying to
outrun “running out of time”?
JDG
For one short moment, now slid into then
and I was left
standing on
shifting
sand.
JDG
In the silence
I can hear
my own words.
In the silence
I can hear
my body speak.
Words and body
don’t agree.
In the silence
I wait.
I listen.
I wait.
JDG