Autumn is here

The doctor was oppressed by my blood

He read it whenever he could

But he tried tea leaves instead

As he ate some fried bread.

And his fate is foretold well and good.

Fortune may favor the brave

And neglect those who  never make waves.

But   in the middle we hope

To have just enough scope

For the knowledge our hearts and souls crave.

Autumn is an ambiguous time.

Her darkness is hard on the mind.

But the red leaves  in sunshine

Transform  us enough times.

We give thanks for the stunning designs.

The News

Here in Britain the government is determined to take measures all those old people who break their hips after slipping on wet leaves purely to get a few nights in a warm bed with delicious NHS meals like warmed up Fray Bentos tinned meat pies

PM David Cameron has said he will not share his bed with any other men and neither will Samantha.

British holidaymakers are wondering where to go for winter sunshine when that is what we get all the year round.

In France there is an outburst of madness after twenty swine carrying demons to the borders leapt out of a van near Nice.That takes  the biscuit.Barbecues are expected later with thunder.

Meanwhile in Israel there is an epidemic of irritable Palestinian disorder.Milk and honey are on order meanwhile  residents are advised to have seven Sabbaths  consecutively and  to wear pans  upside on their heads if they go out for a breath of fresh gunpowder.

In Rome the  Vatican   says the Pope  is no longer infallible.He slipped on the  proverbial banana skin and cursed in Spanish… those….. steps again.He’s in a right State,he is.

Near London there is a new sign  on the  M2,……….No room at the Inn.Good Lord,whatever next?

Britons say only pure thoroughbreds should be here.That rules me out as i have a  Scandinavian long head but Irish bone structure and that is only the beginning….I look like the milkman and he’s an Italian Jew..Sorry I meant I like the look of the milkman etc

That’s about it for tonight

Love is simple,love is plain

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Love is simple,love is plain.

Will love ever come again?

Life is joy and life is woe.

Through its pains all humans go.

Love enlightens and discloses

Thoughts as sweet as summer roses.

Take me back to Northern hills

Where my fraught soul with honey’s filled.

All I want is to be there,

With you ,my love,now grown so dear.

Oh,love is kind and love is rare.

We’ll not discover better fare.

Feed me with such love again,

And I shall be a most blessed one

Alphabet

Anxiety is the price of life.
But don’t pay over the top.
Calmness is good at most times.
Dread is a bad friend.
Exploring nature soothes the soul
For what are we but part of it?
Gentle music helps the mind
How ever we do it,
Listening is a kindness to ourself.
Ink is the friend of the writer.
Judgment  of quality is another one.
Kindness is essential to the good life.
Lessons are available daily.
Money is necessary but not sufficient for happiness.
Needs are simpler then we imagine.Oxygen is good for the brain.
Prayer is good for the mind.

Quality is hard to judge quickly.
Rest is often a good idea.
Sleep may be even better!

Tension inhibits ideas
Unleashed with relaxed mind

Volleyball is good exercise
Work should involve play

Tension inhibits ideas.
Work should involve play.

X- rated films are optional
Yes…You are a valuable person.

Z is the final letter
And life is an Art.

 Thanks to Mike for noticing I’d missed three letters.. and giving suggestions