Though my inner clock
allows for a week-end shift,
can recalibrate
and let me drift, the same’s not
true for cats and kids.
They’re up and clamoring to
be fed, urging me
to rise and shine, but I seek
to hide and remain supine.
JDG
Solitary Comfort
Today I take myself in my own arms
and whisper words
of comfort
in my
ear.
JDG
Rite Of Spring
Sudden Spring storm clears
the air, washes away night’s
residue, lets earth
soak in blessings from above –
sacred sacrament of Spring.
JDG
Now and Then
A certain tenderness
can come when I look
upon my younger days
and my younger self.
Ah… such foolishness
taken so seriously –
yesterday and again today.
JDG
When Ducks Talk
When ducks talk, they speak
with quacking authority,
like those campaigning
for office at Liberty
University and those
hosting fair and balanced talk
radio and Fox t.v.
JDG
Tanka Quest
Searching for answers
before the question is clear –
a time-honored but
questionable approach that
often launches sudden posts.
JDG
Ageless Pleasures
The older I get
the more I appreciate
small things – words spoken
loud enough for me to hear,
an unhurried pace,
a welcoming smile, an
outstretched hand, a soft
touch, a listening ear – things
that acknowledge I am here.
JDG
Artistry of Change
Crimson tree tips bob and sway
against a backdrop
of clearest blue.
Just this morning grey laid claim
to land and sky.
Now, dominion
belongs to noonday sun.
How quickly things can shift and change.
JDG
Holding Pattern
Even when I know
change can originate with
me, I hesitate,
hoping for an easy out
so I can stay the same.
JDG
Openings
Light slips through cloud-streaked
skies much as love can sometimes
pierce a guarded heart.
JDG
