the questions

there is a world
out there
beyond the window screen
and as he feels
the breeze brush his face
on this mild winter day
he wonders
what would life be like
outside the safety
of this house
and the cat
looks back
at me
as if I had
all the answers
to all the questions
in both of our heads

other plans

light filters in
this new morning
after wind after rain
the night before
I put aside the book
I was reading
and try to rise
but the cat
firmly anchored
in my lap
refuses to let me go
ah life
like this cat
has other plans
for me

3am in the morning

the distance perhaps
in miles in years
cause these memories
both real and imagined
to co-mingle
in the mind
yet the cat
gently calmly anchoring
an arm a heart
in the present
in this ancient city
both now call