The Heat Of Summer

Day lilies trumpet

summer’s heated arrival.

Pond brings promised cool.

~

Even the crows grow

silent on this summer day.

Only the bees play.

JDG

Homecoming

Two weeks of unwashed

clothes, mosquito bitten limbs,

and a longing for

all things electronic came

home with her from camp

today. It won’t be long ’til

tales of near misses,

narrow calls, triumphs shared, friends

made, and friends lost arrive too.

JDG

Wild Beauty

Wild beauty makes a long drive short as

sun slants fire

and gray haze

slowly

lifts.

JDG

Willow’s Ways

That weeping willow’s

been in grief so long her green

tresses touch the ground.

~~

Every year they come,

those baby bunnies, and peek

from beneath her hair.

JDG

Summer’s Sweet Spread

Firefly nights and honeysuckle days –

it doesn’t get

much better

than this.

On

hills

of green

cattle graze

and I graze too

on summer’s sweet spread of simple delight.

JDG

Summer Haiku

No yellow buses.

Thyme creeps over flattened stones,

fills empty spaces.

~~

Fireflies signal

night’s slow approach as children

dash for empty jars.

JDG

Somehow, Someway

Sitting on the riverbank, I

watch my thoughts float

by. I’ve learned at

last to follow

them and I rest content. Then

somehow, someway,

somewhy, somewhen,

I find that I

have plunged on in after them

and together

we are carried

far out to sea.

JDG

Rethinking

There is no poem

in this, I thought, but then I

thought again. Maybe

one lurks even here and can

bring pleasure amidst the woe.

JDG

As If By Magic

I do nothing and they appear

each and every

year, their golden

faces tilted

in the sun, their black eyes aglow.

Joined by other

rooted friends, they

beckon bees and

hummingbirds, butterflies, and me

to linger for

a season til

they have to go.

JDG