Those wild geese created quite a flap
down at the pond.
Just minutes
before,
all
was
serene,
but once they
landed honking
and shaking, turtles, sun, and silence fled.
JDG
Lures
Sitting on the dock
with baited hooks and breath,
they wait.
The day grows hot,
they grow bored and decide
to lure the fish with songs instead.
JDG
Common Ground
Five friends, who don’t share
common ground on politics
or religion, meet,
as they do most every week,
and swap stories, share
small triumphs and defeats,
shore each other up,
and find common ground through the
love of laughter they all share.
JDG
Just Between Us
There’s that license plate again –
a not so subtle hint
the universe sends my way.
“This 2” it says and I reply,
“Could you give it a second try
and send me a winning lottery ticket instead?
JDG
Groundwork
At last the ground is being prepared and
some good seeds found
for planting.
Then, if
we
just
weed and
water them,
new green will come,
but in its own time and in its own way.
JDG
That Green Door
I pause before that
green door, wanting to open
it, wanting to pass
on through to the life-giving
source within. What must
I first put down before I
take that golden knob in hand?
JDG
Double Take
That sudden splash of
orange is not a hunter’s
hat. It’s a vine in
its natural habitat
slowly creeping up on trees.
JDG
Recalibrating
Every time I go
off course, my GPS says,
“Recalibrating”
and guides me back. That’s what prayer
and meditation do too.
JDG
About That Pact
It is a good thing that ocean of love
I discovered
is so vast
and so
deep
’cause
lately
it’s had to
work really hard
to tumble smooth all the rocks I’ve tossed in.
JDG
(See the poem, The Pact, posted on July 9 if further clarification is needed.)
A Certain Slant Of Light
A rooster crows as
a certain slant of light strikes
the trees, igniting
a slowly spreading fire
across the shimmering pond.
JDG
