Days Like This



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Welp…my Mama told me there’ll be days like this…

  1. When it’s not always raining there’ll be days like this. 
  2. When there’s no one complaining there’ll be days like this. 
  3. When everything falls into place like the flick of a switch. 
  4. When you don’t need to worry there’ll be days like this. 
  5. When no one’s in a hurry there’ll be days like this. 
  6. When you don’t get betrayed be that old Judas kiss there’ll be days like this. 
  7. When you don’t need an answer there’ll be days like this. 
  8. When you don’t meet a chancer there’ll be days like this. 
  9. When all the parts of the puzzle start to look like they fit. 
  10. When everyone is up front and they’re not playing tricks. 
  11. When you don’t have no freeloaders out to get their kicks. 
  12. When it’s nobody’s business the way you wanna live. 
  13. When no one steps on my dreams they’ll be days like this. 
  14. When people understand what I mean they’ll be days like this. 
  15. When you ring out the changes of how everything is…

imageedit_15_5218044899Then I must remember there’ll be days like this


Windows N Wallpaper N Women

I often wonder if I could see her out of all the windows at once.
But, turn as fast as I can, I can only see out of one at one time.
And though I always see her, she may be able to creep faster than I can turn!
I have watched her sometimes away off in the open country, creeping as fast as a cloud shadow in a high wind…

wman n wallpaper

I don’t like to look out of the windows even–there are so many of those creeping women, and they creep so fast.
I wonder if they all come out of that wallpaper as I did?

  • the Yellow Wallpaper/Charlotte Perkins Gilman

A Light Exists in Spring – E. Dickinson


A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here

A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That science cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.

It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.

Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay:

A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.

march dock

In Search of America

Charley doesn’t have our problems. He doesn’t belong to a species clever enough to split the atom but not clever enough to live in peace with itself. He doesn’t even know about race, nor is he concerned with his sisters’ marriage. It’s quite the opposite. Once Charley fell in love with a dachshund, a romance racially unsuitable, physically ridiculous, and mechanically impossible. But all these problems Charley ignored. He loved deeply and tried dogfully. It would be difficult to explain to a dog the good and moral purpose of a thousand humans gathered to curse one tiny human. I’ve seen a look in dogs’ eyes, a quick and vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts

Travels with Charley


A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike.  =Steinbeck

I Have Lived and I Have Loved

I have lived and I have loved;
I have waked and I have slept;
I have sung and I have danced;
I have smiled and I have wept;
I have won and wasted treasure;
I have had my fill of pleasure;
And all these things were weariness,
And some of them were dreariness;–
And all these things, but two things,
Were emptiness and pain:milk weed
And Love–it was the best of them;
And Sleep–worth all the rest of them,
Worth everything but Love to my spirit and my brain.
But still my friend, O Slumber,
Till my days complete their number,
For Love shall never, never return to me again!

Charles Mackay