In The Almost Dark

In the almost dark

before night falls, in the not

quite light before day

breaks, there is a letting go

and a step toward what will be.

                                                                                                    JDG

Some Suggestions

Some suggestions, I’ve learned,

 are best kept to oneself –

like the one I made recently

 to my grandchildren.

“Let’s come up with some goals

 for one another,” I said, 

and they eagerly got to work on mine.

“Be brief, be calm, be patient, be respectful,

keep an even tone, stay on topic,” they intoned,

to which I silently added,

“When making such suggestions

be prepared for straight talk 

and have ready a brief, but snappy, comeback.”

                                                                                                                                       JDG

Morning Fog

Gray fog silently creeps over hills, slides

across winding

roads, sharpens

vision,

cuts

through

 inner

morning fog,

helps us see with

greater clarity what may lie ahead.

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There’s The Rub

If insight alone

could cure, I’d be almost done.

Alas, some action

is required too and there’s

the rub. No mental

massage can take the place of

daily practice in

the world and to that I have

only this to say –  “Ah Shucks!”

                                                                                                                  JDG

A Road Well Traveled

It’s easy to get 

lost on this road so well-known,

so often traveled

that I miss the way the sun

and shadows play as

bachelor buttons come and go

and those black-eyed susans dance.

                                                                                                          JDG

When She Looks Back

As the years go by

and she looks back, she see things

differently. Though her

sight has worsened, her vision

has grown tender and more clear.

                                                                                               JDG

Two New Haiku

Tied to these rolling

hills and bound by gratitude,

I’m set strangely free.

~~

Even in the rain

those sunflowers insist they

have the right to shine.

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Rise And Shine

A child sings me

into wakefulness. Morning

sun plays hide and seek

among the clouds. Hungry dogs

and cats and kids nudge

me out of bed – unsubtle

hints it’s time to rise and shine.

                                                                                                  JDG

What Was I Thinking?

Going down my list

of things to do, I realized

I’d left out some things

as I often do. How could

I forget to add

looking at the stars, basking

in the sun, singing 

silly songs, savoring ripe

tomatoes, offering thanks?

                                                                                                  JDG

Laying Claim

After heavy rains

a riot of lavender,

deep purple and  gold

erupted upon the scene,

 claimed their right to summer sun.

                                                                                          JDG