A Winter Poem

A Winter Poem

A Precarious NightWhistling a warningwinter windwhooshes down Cuyamaca Peak,fast as a high-speedtrain. Squirrels andrabbits huddle inholes. Tree swingrock and rolls.Manzanita twigsshake their Mexicanmaracas. Giant oaksdance the rumba. When satin sun comesup I don’t...
Thank you!

Thank you!

Happy Holidays! Thank you to all who’ve continued to cheer me on with my writing career. To show my appreciation I’m offering bookmarks and signed bookplates to you or the readers in your lives. Email me directly at jill@jillghall.com with snail mail...
It’s a Fall Poem!

It’s a Fall Poem!

Fall Gift from AboveAfter the storm  at summer’s end squirrel peeks head through grassy mound. Boulders shine.  Honeysuckle vines hug rickety- fence. Butterflies flit in tandem among sweet smelling sage.  Quenched earth with  gratitude receives each precious...
I’m Not the Only One

I’m Not the Only One

On a recent Massachusetts road trip, I stopped at the Berkshire home of Edith Wharton, one of my favorite authors. It’s a lovely mansion that she designed herself. In an upstairs parlor I asked the guide if Edith wrote on the large wooden desk. The guide replied, “No...

Flower Moon

blooms white in black velvet night, giant dandelion aglow. Transformation time of rebirthed buds, awaken celebrations of nature’s beauty. Let’s manifest some dreams! published in Avocet, journal of nature poetry  Spring 2023
In Awe

In Awe

After years of drought I drive through ranch gate, rejoice to view pond flowing full. Manly mallard bobs glossy emerald pate to impress beautiful brown mate. He skims the surface, leaves a rippling wake. Above meadow soft clouds rest in bachelor-button blue sky....