I grew up in the 60’s along with the Beatles. I was 11 years old when they made their debut on the Ed Sullivan show. I followed them faithfully. In 1971 John Lennon introduced “imagine”. Funny, today I can’t imagine why I ever liked the song. Who wants to imagine there is no heaven? Really, is this as good as it gets, and its all up to us? Look how long we’ve been at it?
Now, it is funny how words are so hard to shake. When I woke up from my nightmare, I saw through different eyes and heard a different song, albeit the same words, “You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one.”
Now I can sing “I can only imagine”. I want every dream to outlast my every night. I say, “If you’re a dreamer, come in.
dversepoets.com prosery! Up to 144 words without the title. Incorporate a line from a poem into fiction, non-fiction or flash fiction prose. The poem is “the invitation by Shel Silverstein, (one of my favorite poets). The line is “If you are a dreamer, come in.”
This is non-fiction, and most of you tolerate me. I still like many Beatle songs. This is exactly 144 words.