Category Archives: reliving the past

STRANGER THINGS…

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Stranger outcomes happen,

When opportunity’s tapping,

Wanting in

And you begin

Writing ideas you’re trapping!

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He’s written ’bout Christ and trains–

Weather seems worth one’s pains….

Fashion poems are new

As something to do,

And the challenge takes working brains!

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I’d say it is channeling energy,

Most of which has left me….

Shapes and sizes

And stylish surmises,

Still need a bard’s entrée.

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“An eye for the women.” one said,

Focusing on their clothes instead..

“Clothes make the man”

And women, and can

Leave little more to be said!

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YET–a poet describes,

Details that emanate vibes…

Along a track

That likes feedback,

Both positive and wise!

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–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

 

MODELING MEMORIES

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His memories of New England various,

Were by and large vicarious…

Mostly pictures he saw

with interest and awe,

His chances of a visit–hilarious!

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Point of fact he was too young,

Couldn’t drive himself even some…

The eight-hour ride

Once a summer left wide,

Window for relevant magazines to come!

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Still his interest grew,

Past the time when he knew…

This paint scheme was gone,

these ALCOs moved on.

But the history he wanted to view.

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Found an N scale engine thus,

Painted just like this—a plus–

To re-enact

Historical fact,

Without too much fuss!

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–Jonathan Caswell

 

HAREM SCARE’EM AND ME!

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HAREM SCARE ‘EM AND ME !

(To the tune of “THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS”…A SONG)

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He thought he’d like a harem–

Oh, what a great idea–

Collecting beautiful women

For each day of the year…

Have one of every hair color:

Of red-heads, two or three,

Some that change with the season

Oh what a company!

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But modern girls aren’t like the ones

That lived in olden time,

They’re much more educated,

Don’t easily resign…

Their lives and their futures

To a fat cat jailer-king,

To volunteer they’d like to hear

His cash disbursement ring.

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Logistics would be maddening

Even if all were convinced,

Coming from all over

When he saw the bill he winced…

He began feeling outnumbered

Cooperation thin,

Instead of coming one-by-one

They all came after him!

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He couldn’t pay their wages

So all up and left,

His fine plans for his evenings–

Not a single one was kept…

And then he got the bills for

The leaving of each one,

He decided then and there

Modern harems were no fun!

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I thought of the same thing myself,

Like “THE HAREM OF BIRDS”

But only beautiful bloggers–

Women, in other words…

An exclusive club with just one man

My wife would veto fast,

My flesh already wants control—

The concept sounds a blast.

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But thinking realistically

My cost is way too much,

I’ll lose those friends who cannot stand

A married man’s touch…

Long-distance relationships

Are harder to maintain,

I’d just as soon give up now

Before I feel the pain!

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–Jonathan Caswell

THE LITTLE BOY WITHIN

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THE LITTLE BOY WITHIN

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He’s fifty-seven years old,

A really nice guy I’m told…

But an inside secret

Gnaws at him yet,

The depths to which he’s sold.

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A little boy comes out at times,

Generally there’s a pattern, he finds…

Exasperating, sure,

And hardly pure

The start of which generally blinds.

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In secret it happens when

An obsession from back then…

Grabbed onto

Til it blows through,

Regretted and let go again.

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Obsessions often hook to the past,

Something , some one, who didn’t last…

Substitution

For what’s left undone,

Opportunities gone and crashed.

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Funny–who lives in the past–

Unwilling to give up at last…

Letting hurts heal

Demands one reveal

One’s pattern and feelings out to cast.

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Self-analysis is fine

But at a point must cross lines…

Into reality

Where a little boy sees

What he longs for is around him all the time!

–Jonathan Caswell