Uncultivated Charm

Without caring hands

to plant, feed, and water them,

wildflowers still

find a way to flourish and

to bloom, brightening

unlikely places with their

own uncultivated charm.

                                                                                      JDG

As Summer Nears

A water snake slides

across the pollen covered

pond as fish peer up

and birds look down. On the dock

a child sits, her pole raised.

                                                                           JDG

Tangled Web

Caught in the tangled

web of my thoughts, I struggle

to get free. Sometimes

though, I can see the web is

of my own making

and, after taking a breath,

I relax and just let be.

                                                                                 JDG

Two Haiku

No branch swayed, no leaf

stirred as the earth held its breath

this warm spring morning

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                                                                          JDG

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Pulling back the night,

the birds sang the moon toward home

bringing forth the sun

                                                                   JDG

Beneath A Honeysuckle Moon

Saw my first bachelors today,

 their buttons shining brightly in the sun.

Right now they’re few in number,

but others will come soon

and they’ll dance among the daisies

beneath a honeysuckle moon.

                                                                               JDG

Passings

A sudden flash of purple blossoms

and a burst of birdsong

brought me back

from the place to which my thoughts

had led.  A door opened.

 Leaving my thoughts behind,

I passed on through.

                                                                    JDG

So Much To Learn

Ever since I set

my GPS to “off road”,

hoping to avoid

interstates, my grandson has

taken great delight

in asking how many creeks

I forded, what woods

I crossed and how many fields

I roamed on my long way home.

                                                                                      JDG

The Sun’s Parting Kiss

The light streams in these west facing windows

as the day comes slowly to a close.

For a time we’re held in lingering light

as the sun’s parting kiss

prepares us for the coming dark

 and promises a warm return.

                                                                                     JDG

Co-author Unknown

Sometimes when I write,

some unknown hand grabs my pen

and before I know

it, adds a word, a phrase, a

twist that leads the piece

off in a direction all

its own and I’m left agape.

                                                                                JDG

Dueling Thoughts

One voice says “stop”, another, “go”;

one says “yes”, the other, “no”.

Round and round and round they go

and when they’ll stop, I don”t know.

I guess it’s time for a referee –

someone far more wise than me.

Perhaps he (or is it she?)

will come up with something

and they’ll agree.

                                                                               JDG