Caren Krutsinger Poet Light Verse

San Francisco Shows Me Myself

A large toothy Chinese dragon spirits me away.
To lively San Francisco street with paper lanterns.
Trinkets of all shapes and forms. Smells wafting in
Reminding me of Sweet and Sour Chicken and Pepper Beef.

My mouth waters in anticipation of my next meal here.
A dragon! A child’s shrill voice screams. An old woman smiles.
I realize then it has not been my imagination.   I grin at the old
Woman, before I realize it is my reflection in a storefront window.

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Ann Gilmour March 11, 2019 at 4:58 AM What a great write Caren, I was with you all the way, especially when you spied the old women in the window; I see one every morning when I look into my mirror and wonder who she is, Haha! Caren Krutsinger March 11, 2019 at 9:09 AM I am always shocked, for I never see myself like the mirror.

M. L. Kiser March 11, 2019 at 2:49 AM Don't feel bad, I never recognize myself anymore, either. Caren Krutsinger March 11, 2019 at 9:10 AM Always a surprise, but also a surprise every time I see my mother who should look 35.

Mahtab Bangalee March 11, 2019 at 1:49 AM San Francisco; the mirror, full reflection of yourself! Caren Krutsinger March 11, 2019 at 2:23 AM It truly does help you see things clearly. A terrific place.

Rhona Mcferran March 10, 2019 at 11:11 PM Oh wow... very cleverly penned! I enjoyed being whisked away on this ride! ;) Caren Krutsinger March 11, 2019 at 2:23 AM Thank you my friend; you can come along on all of my journeys.