This Morning
Inner city roar and crickets
split pea soup for breakfast this morning
embodying ‘may it be so’ ‘may it be so’ ‘may it be so’ this morning
watermelon lip balm on lips this morning
whatever I’m feeling, I’m feeling this morning
sharing aches of hips and feet with reflexologist this morning
trees, bushes and flowers breathing me in this morning.
swaying in the yard on a large wooden swing this morning
aching joints and giving them love this morning
black squirrel rummaging through flowerbeds
another sprawled overhead this morning