On my better days
(moments really, days being
longer than I can
manage) I can move beyond
myself and find my way to you.
JDG
Small Tasks
Small tasks, long delayed and now complete, bring
satisfaction,
make space for
something
new.
JDG
Knee Surgery Reflection
Not the swiftest of
folks, I was “kneedled” into
learning the pleasure
of minimalism and
its simple truth: less is more.
JDG
Momentary Magic
A flash of sun on
gray winter morning brings an
answering smile.
JDG
Lyrical Healing
Little bit by little bit the body
mends as the heart
hums and the
soul’s song
swells.
JDG
Building Houses
As far back
as anyone could remember,
the people of the town
built houses for each other,
sheds, truth be told, crafted
with the hammer of judgement
and the nails of assumed
superiority; houses too small
for a full breath, too cold
for the precociousness of hope,
secured with heavy bolts
of dark warning and fear.
Yet in this town, as in
countless towns everywhere,
lives continue to be lived,
families formed, futures built,
histories made and recorded.
Yes, but wait, you may say.
What about love?
What about compassion?
Do not lose heart, my friend,
for love, in all its guises,
gratefully knows forever,
the trick to pick our locks
and let herself in.
© 2014 Dennis Ference
Seasons’ Reasons
There’s a reason it’s called fall
and the same thing goes for spring,
but tell me, if you possibly can,
where is the win in winter?
JDG
One Man’s Apple Is Another Man’s Onion
If I didn’t know
better, I’d think The Onion
had been hired to
write the text for this chapter
in our nation’s history.
JDG
December, 2016
No rush, no bustle –
just a healing holiday
where what was broken
is made new and a grounded
spirit soars with calm delight.
JDG
Unexpected Arrival
Sometimes when pen is
put to paper, we’re taken
beyond where we meant
to go and we can’t pretend
not to know what we now know.
JDG
