Passing train whistles
greetings to the rising sun.
It’s a passing flirtation.
JDG
Passing train whistles
greetings to the rising sun.
It’s a passing flirtation.
JDG
That small blue tailed skink
took our welcome mat at its word
and slithered through the door
causing quite an uproar as cats
and dogs made it clear
skinks are not welcome here.
JDG
On that Autumn day,
the chilly air and the sun
weren’t on speaking terms.
No matter how hard they tried
they couldn’t bridge the divide.
JDG
If only I had
a GPS for my mind,
perhaps I could stay on track.
JDG
He began to dance
and invited me to join,
but I only dance
with those whose hearts have proven
to be thoughtful, kind, and true.
JDG
Sun and rain agreed
to join each other for some
early morning play.
JDG
The trees wave goodbye
to the departing sun as
the moon slowly approaches.
JDG
When northern lights came
south, the stars twinkled with glee
at this show of unity.
JDG
When minds are made up,
inner umbrellas shield from
factual downpours.
JDG
A bit of a chill
in the morning air quickened
our pace, prevented
us from being frozen in
place – much to Knox’s approval..
JDG