Human Dimensions

I’m definitely aware I’m part of

the human race.

I’m always

racing

here

and

there and

everywhere,

but it’s really

just a human being I long to be.

                                                                               JDG

Gradations

I usually shun

gray days, but not this one. I’ve

come, after days of

unrelenting heat and bright

sun, to a new-found

appreciation for gray

and its manifestations.

                                                                    JDG

The Pact

I have made a pact with the universe

to take, again and again,

the hard rocks of

regret,

harsh judgement,

anger and fear

down to the vast ocean of love

and let the waves

tumble them smooth. Then,

I’ll gather them up,

string them together,

and wear them like jewels.

                                                                         JDG

Unforsaken

Moving into my new office, I was sad.

I knew I’d miss my friends

the birds who visited regularly,

perching on my second story window ledge,

nesting in nearby holly trees.

But

the word went out

and they came here:  robins,

sparrows, cardinals, jays –

the old gang- and even though

I have no trees, I have

a ground floor window ledge

where they still visit me.

                                                                               JDG

A Grand Conspiracy

Inner and Outer

sometimes conspire. Today,

as a gentle breeze

softly ruffles sun-lit leaves,

a blue heron stands

looking out upon the pond.

Inner and outer,

blue heron and leaves, whisper

together, bringing forth ease.

                                                                             JDG

As The Sun Slides Upward

 Grey mist slowly sweeps across the pond, now

grown still beneath

its silver

touch. Crows

call

out

(with what

intent, we

do not know) but

as the sun slides upward, the mist moves on,

leaving behind

no sign it

ever

was.

Would

our own

presence here

right now could be

as innocent and leave as little trace.

                                                                                    JDG

Fireworks

On the Fourth I took

the fifth or at least consumed

one.  Post firework

traffic needed many means

 to quench my flaming ire.

                                                                       JDG

The Consolation Of Poetry

From Billy Collins

I learned I am younger than

Cheerios. I step

with a lighter foot knowing

that. Cheerio, dear Billy.

                                                                  JDG

On Not Knowing

Winter doesn’t know

anything comes after it,

yet Spring always comes.

~~

Not knowing how can’t

be enough to hold us back.

We’ll learn as we go.

                                                                     JDG

At The Edge

Watching myself pay

attention first to this, then

to that, I see where

I stop the flow. It’s right here

where the flow is blocked

that I am at the very

edge of learning something new.

                                                                                          JDG