Do not wait forever

John had always wanted to write a book

He thought about romantic fiction

There were too many of those around

Same for all those juicy crime thrillers

After so many false starts

He decided to tell his own life story

Not just a conventional autobiography

It had to have some meaningful life lesson

He reflected back on his own childhood

How hard it had been at school

He was not a particularly gifted scholar or athlete

Bullying haunted him almost daily

Somehow he managed to scrape into college

He he never really fitted in

He did not want to join the constant party crowd

The dedicated academics who never left the library were too boring

Dating was a challenge for him

He was intimidated by all the pretty girls

He dated the same plain Jane throughout college

They both knew it was a relationship of convenience

They did however get married soon after they started work

John worked hard and was a successful accountant

Then the kids started to arrive

The years seemed to fly by in a constant cycle of work and parenting

When his children eventually left home

Jane declared she was leaving him

She had finally found true love elsewhere

John was now alone and at a crossroads

John had reached the final chapter of his book

Describing how shrewd investments allowed him to retire early and become a writer

His biggest regret was wasting the first fifty years of his life

So he decided to travel and learn new things for the next fifty years

His publisher rejected the book because the first fifty years were so boring

John deleted all those chapters and expanded on the rest

His life message was do not wait forever because the end arrives fast

His book was a best seller

Two hours in a cathedral

The alarm went off

At dark o’thirty

Time to jump out if bed

Finish packing the suitcase

Dash to the airport

Curbside checkin was fast

No lines at security

I always expect the metal detector to alarm

Checking my pockets for foil gum wrappers

Grateful I passed the terrorist screening

Peering at the flight information screen

My departure is two hours away

I could have stayed in bed longer

Bleary eyed travelers

Lining up to buy coffee

Hard to tell if anybody is smiling

Behind their sleepy gaze

The terminal ceiling is so high

A cathedral for travelers

Worshiping their gods

Between sips of boiling hot coffee

Before heading to the heavens

In a metal tube with wings

Praying for safe landings

Are you an avid DIYer

I often wonder why some folks are afraid of DIY projects

did they try it once and have a major disaster

perhaps coming from a family with non-DIY parents

or maybe just being too shy to ask how

I grew up in a non-DIY household

my father was an engineer and could fix anything

but he regarded home as a place to rest and relax

not wanting to turn our house into a second workshop

I have tackled many projects in and around our house

learning the hard way like drilling into utilities

struggling to make inadequate tools perform

rushing into jobs without any pre-planning

over time you learn to respect your own limitations

recognizing when its best to pay for expert help

doing more research definitely makes jobs go smoother

buying good tools and quality materials is a must

I remember living next door to an avid DIYer

a twice divorced lady living alone in a big house

she took on the most incredibly complex reconstruction projects

yet her finished work was of the highest standard

how did you learn all those skills I asked

she went around construction sites and asked the workers

people love to teach willing students she explained

when you get stuck just go back and ask again

life itself is really just one big DIY project

learning good parenting skills when your cute baby child morphs into a teenage monster

fixing a broken relationship without running to Home Depot

taking on ambitious self improvement challenges is the most rewarding DIY task

enjoy the ride while it lasts

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alternating days and nights

temperatures follow the seasons

financial markets go up and down

housing markets boom and crash

the popularity of movie stars explodes then fades away

sports teams rise to ascendancy then slip back into oblivion

a new restaurant attracts crowds 

but over time empty tables appear

political leaders are initially adored 

their ratings inevitably fall with time

babies need caring for as they develop

growing into adults who care for their own babies

then they get old and need to be cared for again

nothing is constant

atoms from dead stars make up the cells in living organisms

the cells in your body die off daily

replaced by new ones

over time the replacement cells are less reliable

ultimately leading to death

but the cycle continues

the atoms from dead plants and animals get recycled

new life begins again with atoms from dead stars

stars in the sky burn bright but eventually burn out

our ever-expanding universe will one day go dark again

it will shrink back to nothing

before another big bang creates a new expanding universe

everything follows a cycle

enjoy the ride

while it lasts

My Dad

Photograph- me with my dad circa 1957

My dad was a kind man

Always helping others

Stopping for stranded motorists

Feeding the homeless

Giving sound advice to those in need

We went fishing together

Quiet times with little said

So good to be alongside him

Such a practical man

He taught me so many things

He was a proud Scotsman

With strong socialist beliefs

Always ready to listen to opposing views

Insisting his own children be well educated

In a neighborhood where most kids had no books in their house

He worked hard to earn a living

Putting every penny into the household 

Never spending on himself

He vowed that we would never go hungry

As he had done growing up in a poor family

He loved his grandchildren dearly

Sadly passing away when they were small

My children have no memory of the great man

Who unselfishly shaped my own life

Thank you Dad, I miss you 

Retirement life

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Sleep

Alarm

Snooze

Wake

Pee

Meds

Tea

Write

Poetry

Edit

Share

Watch

Sunrise

Tea

Breakfast

Cycling

Pedal

Pedal

Home

Shower 

Tea

Read

Book

Walk 

Surf

Web

Read

Lunch

Read

Tea

Nap

Snooze

Alarm

Drive

Car

Shops

Browse

Buy 

Stuff

Drive

Bar

Beer

Beer

Laugh

Beer

Beer

Laugh

Pee

Uber

Home

Dinner

Netflix 

Scotch

Chocolate 

Scotch

Smile

Tired

Brush

Teeth

Giggle

Meds

Bed

Cuddles

Sleep

Dream

Repeat

Penned with ink from rainbows

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Amidst the green leaves aplenty

Angels leave their autographs 

Penned with ink from rainbows

Scented with heavenly fragrances

Sweet delicate poetry for the eyes

Displaying beauty beyond imagination

Inviting the fairies to dance in celebration 

In a world full of troubles and strife

There will always be flowers

Wilderness adventure

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he walked briskly

leaning into the blustery cold wind

his body tensed as the cold penetrated his thin jacket

his face and exposed ears were stinging

his empty stomach growled

more than 2 days since his last meal

but sheltering from the cold was his priority

food would have to come later

the terrain was rough

but he measured every step

an injury could be fatal here

survival requires intense focus

he spotted a structure ahead

visualizing a night of shelter

it was an abandoned shack

part of the roof remained

gathering wood for a fire

nature had preserved a few dry timbers

soon a fire was glowing in a corner 

taking care not to burn his numbed limbs

anchor points for a hammock

would keep his body off the cold damp floor

sleep was calling

but his belly ached for food

leaving the fire well stacked

he found a boggy patch of ground nearby

pulling up plants with starchy roots 

a simple meal quickly prepared

cold and hunger subsided

he slept soundly

a noise startled him

a black bear lunged toward him

he rolled from the hammock

pulling a knife from his belt

three stabs into the bear’s flesh 

saved him from certain death

the bear retreated

remaining still for a moment

adrenalin replaced by intense pain

deep wounds bleeding heavily

cutting down the hammock

wrapping the fabric around his abdomen

securing it with string

blood soaked through

too weak to travel

he had to summon help

building a fire outside

sending up smoke signals

nobody came that day

he stayed up all night

keeping the fire burning

another day of smoke signals

he drifted off late in the afternoon

woken by a helicopter above

a voice told him to lay face down

he was soon handcuffed

airlifted to hospital

with a police guard

patched up and returned to prison

plotting his next escape