Alfred E. Neuman’s Got Nothing On Me

There they stood, those three

grandgirls, clapping wildly.

No fire had flamed

when I first saw that liquid

detergent all over

the floor. I just grimaced, breathed,

and said in a non-

reactive way, “Oh well. Glitch

happens nearly every day.”

                                                                                   JDG

Family Banquet

The long-awaited

visit had come at last and

we let nothing, not

the ten-hour delay nor

the stormy weather,

not the ill-chosen words nor

the rain-slick midnight drive

prevent us from savoring

the banquet of family.

                                                                        JDG

Tanka Toys

Tanka need not be

five lines of syllables: five,

seven, five, seven,

seven. It can also be

five lines: short, long, short, long, long.

~~~

Still more rain?

We stay tucked inside,

looking out. We’re

happy things are not

the other way about.

                                                                                                      JDG

Glitch Happens

When Source speaks, as it

 did today when I reached out,

it brings a different

  point of view, one that’s both

compassionate and

true.  “Glitch happens. There’s margin

for error and many

forms of light.” Every word brings

balm to our suffering hearts.

                                                                             JDG

Inch By Inch

Somewhere between fight

and flight lies another path,

one lit with reason

and with heart. To travel here

I must pack light, take

only what’s essential, leave

behind the rest. Years

of packing and unpacking

help me move forward inch by inch.

                                                                                JDG

Crapshoot

These temperatures near

zero turn my thoughts to Frost

(no pun intended)

who said the world could end in

fire or in ice,

but from having tasted of

desire, he “holds

with those who favor fire.”

Still, he said he knew

“enough of hate to say that

for destruction ice

is also great and would suffice.”

Let’s give the dice another shake.

                                                                                  JDG

Those Divine Invitations

If it were only

up to us, our plans would go

our way. Alas for

our plans, perhaps better for

 us, it doesn’t always

work that way. Sometimes we’re asked

to accept an invitation

from the Divine to improvise.

                                                                                 JDG

Schooled

He’s got it down, this

dog of mine. He follows each

morsel I take with

woeful look, heart-rending sigh.

Placing his weary

head upon my knee, he pleads

his case wordlessly:

“Don’t forget the Golden Rule

isn’t just for Sunday School.”

                                                                                 JDG

When Adversity Comes

When adversity

comes, as it does to everyone,

choice comes too. Whether

we let ourselves slide

into bitterness or rise

toward ennoblement

is, as Mandela showed,

completely up to us.

                                                               JDG

A Place Of Peace

It’s a small lake, a pond really, but such

a place of peace.

Just one look

and I

fill

my

emptied

cup back up

and pause before

I lift it to my lips and drink my fill.

                                                                                               JDG