Roadside volunteers –
bachelor buttons,
daisies,
black-eyed Susans,
Queens Anne’s lace –
line the highway
ready to assist.
Whether standing motionless
or swaying in the breeze,
their uncultivated beauty
brings a smile and some ease.
JDG
Roadside volunteers –
bachelor buttons,
daisies,
black-eyed Susans,
Queens Anne’s lace –
line the highway
ready to assist.
Whether standing motionless
or swaying in the breeze,
their uncultivated beauty
brings a smile and some ease.
JDG
Is it the nature
of eye glasses and car keys
to pick the very
worst moment to play hide and
seek and force us to join in?
JDG
Morning dew winks, asks
me to set aside other
doings and just look.
JDG
After the sun sets,
there’s still light enough to see –
a softer and far
gentler light that helps us
prepare for the coming night.
JDG

You ask me to solve for the answer
to the problem of xplus y.
What do you mean the answer?
There is no the answer.
It’s just an illusion of permanence.
By the time I measure y
the x has already changed.
It’s like trying to measure a shadow
cast against a sun lit field
on a day when cumulus puffs float
across a Caspian sky.
Don’t ask me to give you the answer.
when there are millions of answers
and no answer at all,
simultaneously, always.
Don’t ask me to cling to a now that is fleeting;
ask me to embrace the movement.
If you think about it,
among earth’s creatures
it’s only we humans
who seem inordinately fond
of straight lines.
JDG
Hard storms one day, bright
sun the next – we Virginians
are used to shifts in
politics and weather and
all that comes with climate change.
JDG
When we can’t see
either the forest or the trees,
we’ve lost vision.
Unfortunately,
this is seldom accompanied
by a loss of voice.
JDG
What happens when we
want to be both authentic
and safe in a world
that demands conformity
to a predetermined norm?
JDG
Tiny groundhog peers out
from his well-dug hole,
surveys humanity,
hastily retreats.
JDG