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Why is there no checklist for life?
Can you say … recipe for disaster …
If you’re planning to fail …
… then you’re failing to plan

I cut my teeth in a house where we could eat off the floor if we so desired
The floor was either that clean or some other innate wisdom was built into that statement

And I thought my inane wisdom came from ...

Do you, don’t you want me to love you?
#9 #9
Now somewhere in the Black Mountain Hills of Dakota
**** Sadie you broke the rules
Singing in the dead of night
Obla-di
Why don’t you stare into your own Glass Onion

… Beatles

(My head is spinning, ooh...
Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, alight!
I got blisters on my fingers!)

I just want him
To reach out
And hold my hand.

Imagine there's no evil
It's easy if you try
No sin between us
Above us more then sky
Imagine all the people
Living to obey...
Imagine there's no Muslims
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to **** or die for
And no apostasy too
Imagine all the people
Living for the Lord...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join Jesus
And the world will be as one
Imagine no transgressions
I wonder if you can
No sight of greed or ******
The salvation of man
Imagine all the people
Living in the word...
You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join Jesus
And the world will live as one

Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Day Sunshine. The Night Before was A Hard Day’s Night. I, Me, Mine, I mean, I Feel Fine, Better, than I ever felt In My Life. I spent midnight in the Strawberry Fields down by Moonlight Bay. I was Searchin’ for Maggie Mae but met up with Penny Lane so we ran around in Circles till it started to Rain. Yesterday was Something , but I can change I promise you that I Will. From Me To You , I can be more than The Fool On The Hill. Yes It Is, a little silly, but I Just Don't Understand. Why you constantly lose faith in this Nowhere Man. But We Can Work It Out, Because, well I Need You, but all you got to do is believe Like Dreamers Do.

© Matthew Harlovic

my cat **** on the floor today, oh no
where's my shotgun
where's my ******* shotgun

Not so very long ago
when I was 62 or 3
I'd figured out the answer
as it applied to me
to that question asked
so many years before
"Will you still need me,
will you still feed me,
when I'm 64?"

The solution to this question
I'd worked out in my head
was very far from "Yes"
...a resounding "NO!" instead
but now the day has come
I'm more positively disposed
and think that there is scope
for the answer to be "maybe"
so I can live in hope

Cynthia Pauline Jones 24/3/2014