Not a settling for,
nor a settling in –
just the kind of peace
that comes when
the winds of thought
grow still and
the mind, at last,
can rest.
JDG
Wos Up?
“Wos up?” that license
plate asked on a day when I
was down, but when I
saw those trees blooming full and pink,
I simply answered, “Beauty”.
JDG
Small Scatterings
Small and radiant
they bloom, unfolding tiny
bits of joy, visible
to those who walk heads down.
JDG
Even Some Trees
Side by side, one in gold,
the other in red –
two trees, reluctant to change,
still cling to their autumn garb
though ruffled by the winds of spring.
JDG
Who Knew?
Who knew
something that light
could carry so much weight,
something fleeting could last so long,
but what began as a smile sixty
years ago has withstood earthquakes,
tsunamis and long droughts –
a true friendship.
Who knew?
JDG
( For Mary Lynn )
Without Goal Or Story
To pause, to look, to see
unfiltered by goal or story –
a long sought key
for opening my closed heart.
JDG
Tree Of Joy
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
Beneath the mask of
civilization, the real
face resides.
JDG
Practice
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
Ignition
Morning sun on frost
covered hills adds some sparks to
a sputtering start.
JDG
