Heading east from home, half-blinded

by the morning

sun, I think of

all the ways I

make my travels rough by going

against the light.

It would be so

much easier

if I were more in tune with the

natural course of

things and went with

the flow of light.

                                                           JDG

Heading east from home, half-blinded

by the morning

sun, and later

on a homeward

path, driving west, we’re blinded once

again. Whether

we go against

or with the flow

of light affects how well we’ll  see

what can be seen

at journey’s start

and journey’s end.

                                               JDG

There’s much to learn while I have time

and it’s mostly

of a softer,

slower kind. I’d

like to walk my land and name each

flower, shrub, and

tree, match each bird

with its song, note

the patterns of the nighttime sky.

All this and more

awaits my eye,

my heart, my time.

                                              JDG

Some things take less than a minute:

a smile, a scowl.

a smirk, a leer,

a hand outstretched,

a tightened fist, a glance exchanged,

averted eyes,

an opened door,

a door slammed shut,

moments taking less than sixty

seconds, silent

lingerings  for

an hour, a life.

                                                             JDG

As lightning darts across the sky

this night, my friend’s

question flashes

too: “Today when

did you feel most alive?” Moments

from the day spark

the night and bring

an outpouring

of thanks for so much liveliness

unseen before

a friend’s question

brought them to life.

                                                                         JDG

When the channel was not so clear

and the airways

were clogged with paid

for rage and rant,

we channeled too, sending forth

a clear flood of

emails, letters,

phone calls and notes

to help that channel become clear

and not let fury

block the flow of

reason and fact.

                                                            JDG

It’s never easy being caught

between, be it

friends or seasons,

wants or reasons.

When all’s in flux, we need to find

the steadiness

of heart and mind

to keep us true

til everything gets sorted out

and what will be

has finally come

and settled in.

                                                    JDG

Early morning darkness called us

to another

world, these two dogs

and I, and so

we went, the dogs drawn to the ground

and I to sky.

Their noses sought

traces of those

gone before, while I looked upward

to moon’s clouded

light for some sign

of what’s to come.

                                                                     JDG

A splash of white, a hint of pink,

a tender dash

of youthful green

have snuck into

this earnest sway of older browns

and darker greens.

Emboldened, new

yellow starts to

strut, leaving tired gray behind

in this always

changing dance of

winter into spring.

                                                                               JDG

When all the thinking we can do

is done and no

solution’s found,

where do we turn?

Sometimes it helps to go off line,

switch our focus,

fall asleep, let

something besides

our conscious mind work things out, find

a way to see

past reason’s path

to something new.

                                                        JDG