From Here

A heart beat away

from eternity, I gaze

at the falling snow.

                                                               JDG

A Scattering Of Light

Sheltered among the shining pines, small drops

left over from

last night’s rain

scatter

light,

much

as sad

memories

sometimes linger

yet simultaneously scatter light.

                                                                                         JDG

Animal Whichery

Cat and dog approach,

settle on lap and at feet –

sweet togetherness?

Or simply a strategic

move – a silent plea for food?

                                                                                   JDG

A Road Too Often Taken

Seeing that bumper

sticker and that license plate,

I started down a

bumpy road. Fueled with righteous

indignation and

unexamined assumptions,

I traveled along

until Pogo looked at me

and said, as he has

said before, “We have met the

enemy and he is us.”

                                                                                               JDG

Night Life

In dreams all I think

I know is swept aside and

a motley crew of

is, was, and never has been

take the darkened stage.

Sometimes an “I” I barely

recognize joins in

and an alternate tale of

how things were, are, and

might still be is spun. It’s as

though I’m listening

to a wise but crazy aunt

and after I leave

I’ll have to sort things out. Still,

she has shown me how

things look from the other side

and I’m the richer for it.

                                                                                           JDG

Time Out

As a prisoner

of my personality,

sometimes the only

thing that can set me straight is

solitary confinement.

                                                                                     JDG

Words Not Spoken

Sometimes it’s enough

to find an unexpected

solidarity

in a brief meeting of eyes,

an awareness shared,

and the possibility

of a discussion to come.

                                                                                           JDG

This Young One

This young one who took

my face into her small hands

at age two, looked me

in the eye and said, ” I told

you. People weak.” turned

 eighteen today and is as

wise and wonderful as then.

                                                                              JDG

Sun Seekers, Unite

There must be some sun

hidden away on this grey,

rain-soaked day. If we’re

patient enough and watchful

perhaps we’ll even find it.

                                                                                                             JDG

Authentically Grey

Seeking a simple

clarity we fail to see

the grey essentials,

the nuanced components of

a life lived authentically.

                                                                                            JDG