I knew what they weren’t,
but not what they were as they
dipped and dove only
to rise and soar again. If
they and their other
animal friends have totem humans,
they might want to reconsider.
JDG
Saving Time
What if the time we want to save is not
daylight? What if
we prefer
to save
night
light
with its
changing moons,
shifting shadows,
and star-lit wanderings across dark skies?
JDG
Poetic Formation
The limits of form
expand my view, force me to
climb outside the box.
JDG
Autumn Thoughts
As winter draws near
do those deciduous trees,
feeling deserted,
give their evergreen sisters
an envious look
as they watch their own leaves leave
or do they sigh with relief?
JDG
Trapped
Confined to fear-locked,
windowless rooms, we can’t see
what might set us free.
JDG
Caught
Gray, wet day – a gold leaf falls.
Caught by the windshield wiper,
it reminds me
in the most sweeping way
of all the gold I don’t see
when I’m caught instead by gray.
JDG
Fire and Rain
October rain can’t
fully quench Autumn’s fire,
but it can dampen
our own. It’s a fine trick to
embrace both fire and rain.
JDG
Pilgrimage
Without taking one
step, she began a journey
to the center of her heart.
JDG
All That Jazz
Those musicians took
whatever life hurled their way
and with a deft sleight
of hand, composed magic from
misery, rhythm from rage.
JDG
Lost Leaves Rest
In arms of pines lost
leaves rest before they begin
their final descent.
JDG
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