A Few Poems

Dancing Shapes

Movements of grasses and leaves

amused their naked talk. 

Words filled the air taking her

breath away in the truth.

Revealing each other as wind spoke

their names out loud.

Freeing minds on the window's play.

NJG 

Frosted Sunrise

Perfect martini morning

frosted glass no olive.

Glistening crisp smooth

liquid flowing light

emerges behind houses.

Held best by the stem

and sipped to awakened

senses give grace.

njg

Movement in the Dark

Feeling his gentle words

stroke her tears she

moved closer.

Blankets becoming waves

rolling  bodies among

dreams.
NJG

Veranda Sitting
 
Breezes ever so slightly
stir memories tangled in
braids of regrets. 
 
Loosened wisps  dance 
wildly by thinly veiled
eyes  promising relief. 
 
 Moonstruck notions turn
curled pages of photos
he left behind.
 
As if to say something
poetic shadowing truth
with smiles.
 njg