Sunday, September 22, 2019

Wake Self

A  L  O  H  A !
Misty Mornings
This morning I woke up,
and I was me.
Same place, right time,
same age, same face.

Morning On Tiny Cat's Feet

Sometimes I wonder
if the past 30 years
have only been a dream.
Would the dream fade, or
would all unfold as I had dreamt
so I could buy Apple and Google
the first day shares are offered?
Would I meet my mate?
Might I miss that date?

North King Street, Honolulu

How would life be different
If I were you and you were me?
What heaven or muck-Up
would that turn out to be?

“When I discover who I am, 
I’ll be free.”
          Ralph Ellison


Love YOU,