The Time is Now

In The Doubtful Guest by flagg5 Comments

Some day
I’ll have:
A dissapearing hairline.
Some day
I’ll wear
Pajamas in the daytime
Oh, afternoons
Will be measured out
and measured in
Coffee spoons
and T.S Elliot…

  • CTD!

    “I’ve watched the summer evenings pass by
    I’ve heard the rattle in my bronchi …”

    *sending good thoughts*

  • You were in my thoughts today for no particular reason.

  • Ignorance – Larkin

    Strange to know nothing, never to be sure
    Of what is true or right or real,
    But forced to qualify or so I feel,
    Or Well, it does seem so:
    Someone must know.

    Strange to be ignorant of the way things work:
    Their skill at finding what they need,
    Their sense of shape, and punctual spread of seed,
    And willingness to change;
    Yes, it is strange,

    Even to wear such knowledge – for our flesh
    Surrounds us with its own decisions –
    And yet spend all our life on imprecisions,
    That when we start to die
    Have no idea why.

    Not you. You’re on sabbatical.

  • Hoping you are well.

    Once there was this kid who
    Got into an accident and couldn’t come to school
    But when he finally came back
    His hair had turned from black into bright white
    He said that it was from when
    The cars had smashed so hard…..

  • With love from Florida…

    Just for the record,

    one coffee spoon =

    0.0001 of a peck or
    0.0752 of a cubic inch or
    4 dashes or
    19 drops or
    2 pinches (but it did not indicate where to pinch)

    but… are the pajamas covered in monkeys and hand made by a dear friend?