A Valentine’s Day Tree?
You’ve got to be kidding me.
This year’s Christmas tree needs to retain its dignity.
There will be no morphing into a tree
of hearts or bunnies or flags or pumpkins.
Take it down, my lazy bumpkins.
JDG
A Valentine’s Day Tree?
You’ve got to be kidding me.
This year’s Christmas tree needs to retain its dignity.
There will be no morphing into a tree
of hearts or bunnies or flags or pumpkins.
Take it down, my lazy bumpkins.
JDG
Simple rituals
start and end the day – morning
coffee, evening wine.
JDG
Incomplete gestalts,
pauses pregnant
with what’s not yet
said, leave
us poised on
possibilities’
narrow
ledge at that
moment
right
before we …
JDG
Finally having
come to earth, that snow is quite
reluctant to go.
JDG
“Humans!” that horse seemed
to snort, gazing at the road
as we drove by. “There
they go tooting along in
their rolling boxes,
nodding wisely and speaking
knowingly of horse
power. No wonder the world
is in such dubious shape!”
JDG
Stubborn snow. Outside
it’s almost sixty degrees
and it still won’t go.
~
What they say about
some house guests is also
true of snow – you’re glad
to see them come and you’re much
happier to see them go.
JDG
When past and present
coalesce,
we enter
a different dimension
just the other side of time.
JDG
As much as we don’t
like feeling confined, sometimes
it’s best to remain
within the lines – a guide some
restless drivers undermine.
JDG
Today I drive toward a horizon of
light. If I were
driving the
other
way
I’d head
toward a sky
still streaked in gray.
Changing position changes what we see.
JDG
Without warning we’re
connected again and for
a moment I don’t
miss you because you’re right here.
Then, even in that
same moment, I know you’re
forever gone and
I’m left with an aching
mix of greeting and goodbye.
JDG