Surrounded by words
at Barnes and Noble, I search
for my own words in
hopes that I might fashion them
into something like a poem.
JDG
Surrounded by words
at Barnes and Noble, I search
for my own words in
hopes that I might fashion them
into something like a poem.
JDG
On the road to change,
it may have been a turn too sharp
though in the right direction.
JDG
When the bare bones
of being show through,
we see both
beneath and beyond
to the wonder
and terror of existence.
JDG
At seventy-three
I’m slowly inching my way
to maturity.
Who knows where I’ll be when I
reach the age of eighty-three?
JDG
Why search for meaning
when it’s right here before us
if we’d pause and look?
JDG
Every home needs a
tail-wagging early warning
system to alert
occupants to impending
doom. We’ve been shielded
from low-flying crows, jogging
neighbors, sunflowers
bending in the wind, grazing
deer, meandering
trash cans, and UPS trucks
too numerous to
mention. With routine
care and attentive maintenance,
you can be protected too.
JDG
An eye infection?
What is my body telling
me? Is there something
amiss with how I’m seeing?
Could I have an “I”
infection? Or could it be
I just have an allergy?
JDG
Let’s celebrate when
we live in light, and honor
when we have the heart
to keep watch through what seems to
be a never-ending night.
JDG
.
A lone duck calls. No
answer comes. She swims and waits,
then wings her way home.
JDG
That squirrel came back for
another try and this time
it was do or die.
By turning his world upside
down and hanging most
precariously, he dined.
The pleasure must have
been all in the doing ’cause
he’s not returned for more chewing.
JDG