When that woman blew her horn at
me, I blew mine
back angrily.
Even though it
was a brief exchange, the effects
still linger. When
will I ever
learn to pause and
breathe, giving myself and others
a reprieve from
spontaneous
combustions such as these?
JDG
( This poetic form is longer than a minute because it took some time to bank the fire.)
There are times when less is more and
none is even
better, when a
minus yields more
than a plus and emptiness is
strangely full. It’s
in these small
silences that we
meet – before words can stir our minds
and fill us with
imaginings
both large and small.
JDG
My hands have become another’s
and when I look
into the mirror,
the face staring
back at me belongs to someone
I remember
from another
time. These feet, too,
seem quite familiar and yet I
wonder when they
appeared and what
became of mine
JDG
I heard them before I saw them,
those Canada
geese, on their long
journey south.
How prudent of them to have left
while the going
was still good. Would
that we had been
as wise and not outstayed our season,
reluctant to
fly forth and find
a new horizon.
JDG
A crow congress came cawing loud
complaints ’cause they’d
spotted some new
color among
the dogwood’s standard green. Last week
they protested
the smooth surface
of the just mowed
lawn. They take affront at every
change nature or
we bring, claiming
each to be obscene.
JDG
It’s not only hard
times that test our character.
Easy times do too.
~~
Pope Francis and the Dalai Lama call
us to a broad
compassion
beyond
rules
that
constrict
hearts and close
minds. They remind
us love is large enough to hold us all.
JDG
Kith and kin have descended.
Must I get ready
to relate?
~~
My teen is learning to drive.
How could the years have
passed so fast?
~~
We live in a high tech world.
How can we learn to
speak machine?
~~
Some weeks should just be cancelled.
Why go through seven
days like this?
~~
Books are scattered everywhere.
What must Gutenburg
be thinking?
~~
The tables got turned.
When did our children
start preaching?
His tail
swishes back
and forth,
greeting me.
~
Hi. What
took you
so long?
~~
People matters
took me
away. Now
I’m back.
~
My brow
unfurrows. I’m
with you.
JDG
The septolet is a verse form consisting of 7 lines, 2 words per line, 14 words total, divided into two parts ( 4 lines/3 lines or 3 lines/4 lines ). Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.
Somehow the unexpected sight of those
swaying purple
flowers at
water’s
edge
eased
a gloom
that had spread
itself over
an otherwise sunny summer morning.
JDG
Quinzaines are short verse forms consisting of 15 syllables in 3 lines. The first line has 7 syllables and makes a statement. The second line has 5 syllables and begins a question. The third line has 3 syllables and ends the question.
Einstein looked up at the stars.
Was what he saw quite
relative?
~~
Eve gave Adam an apple
but did he have to
take a bite?
~~
I glimpse a flashing blue light.
What’s my excuse? Will
he buy it?
~~
In the night a floor board creaks.
Is something coming
or going?
~~
Picasso gave her a look.
What interfered with
his vision?
JDG
