Nature takes out her
brush each fall and never skimps
on gold. Sometimes she
mixes it with other shades;
sometimes she spreads it
straight. Her painting honors all
that was and all that
is to come as she hallows
all that’s now with golden brush.
JDG
Coyote, that great
trickster, came around today,
mischief in his heart.
Luckily, he did not know
Raven is my coach.
In the end the joke’s on him
’cause Raven taught me
well. I quickly shifted shape
and escaped his wily rope.
JDG
A single black bird
flies through cloaked and clouded sky.
Grey mist mutes a sun
already pale, whispers hushed
words to waiting field and trees.
JDG
At long last I gave myself permission
to be full of myself –
to yell, to sulk, to whine,
to take up ALL the space,
to feel sorry for myself,
to be petty, to cry,
to sigh, to fly,
to justify.
And you know what?
A strange thing happened.
By saying yes to all these imperfections,
my heart relaxed, my vision cleared.
Perhaps now
I can have a real conversation
both with myself and with others.
JDG
Out my way there’s a patch of land
where man passed through
leaving nothing
but brokenness.
A stark harvest of severed limbs
are scattered among
short, shattered trunks.
But over time, vine
by tiny vine, sprout by eager
sprout, leaf by bitty
leaf, nature reclaims
its ravaged land.
JDG
There’s the tree and then
there’s the light in which it’s seen.
Today the sun shines gold and full
on its remaining leaves.
Yesterday that tree stood almost bare
in cold, grey light.
JDG
Dark dreams
jar me into
wakefulness, make me look
at what’s been hidden, give me pause,
bring light.
JDG
Morning sky awash
with clouds, trees a blend of green
and gold, hills shorn tan:
a joyous play of color,
a long goodbye to summer.
JDG
Instead of demanding things be
other than they
are, perhaps I’ll
spend some time with
what is and get to know it well.
What will come of
this, I do not
know, but one thing
I know for sure: this is a much
different tack
than any I
have tried before.
JDG
Escaping the grip
of tasks and schedules takes an
ingenious heart.
Seizing the day is not so
easy when the day seized you.
~
Right now
I’d settle for
seizing just a moment
or two as practice for seizing
the day.
~
Each day
I want to get
out of my own way, but
I always bump into myself.
Oy vey!
JDG
