RADAR WEATHER MAPS
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The radar weather maps show
We’ve more spot showers to go…
I thought it was drying
But raindrops flying
On camera are mirages, I suppose?
–Jonathan Caswell
RADAR WEATHER MAPS
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WAS THAT THE WIND????
WAS THAT THE WIND????
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Howling outside, amid Spring-time sun,
Sounds like a winter windy blast
Whipping ’round the building with Spring-time here at last,
Strikes an awful note that it’s not done!
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Hearing this howl is like a sudden warning
New England weather changes frequently…
Our second spring cold snap to cover up the flowers,
Warmer weather’s due eventually!!!!
–Jonathan Caswell
END-OF-DAY HAIKU
END-OF-DAY HAIKU
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Forecast warm, sunny,
Workplace: energized hub-bub…
Hallways empty fast!
–Jonathan Caswell
TOYING WITH TANKA
TOYING WITH TANKA
Been taken as a fool
A two-hundred dollar school,
Burning with laughter
Their laughter–smiling at me
Smilingly to the bank vault!
–J.E.C.
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Successful robins
Pulling worms out at their will
Feeding generation
Filling nests of happy broods
Serenading the damp woods!
–J.E.C.
NO DIFFERENT “DOWN EAST”
NO DIFFERENT “DOWN EAST”
We’d like to visit Maine,
But now it’s much the same…
Melting snow piles
And weary smiles
Waiting for springtime plain.
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Like us they’re tired
Alternately wired…
By long hours
Fighting snow showers
Paying the extra plows hired.
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Nearly out of salt
To keep up the lively assault…
Snow-covered roads,
Icy ones goad
Town employees to help out.
–Jonathan Caswell
SOME PENTATETTE SUBMISSIONS:
SOME PENTATETTE SUBMISSIONS:
I submitted limericks to THE PENTATETTE** for several years. These are just a few.
It’s raining and snowing together,
The perfect Worcester (Mass.) weather…
But here’s the trick,
It better not stick
With cars driving hell-for-leather!
–J.E.C.
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Blogging of a starlet’s spiral
Downwardly took off viral…
What is stank,
She laughs to the bank
Not caring her story’s hirel.
–J.E.C.
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I once had red hair you see,
But grey, black and bald’s left to me…
My prejudice arose
‘Gainst the men I suppose,
Because anger for me was easy!
–J.E.C.
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In October his Mom died of cancer,
After all this time there’s no answer…
Why he’s not cried
But deep inside
The issue takes more than a glance, sir.
–J.E.C.
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He once knew a family from Douglas
Whose home was practically bug-less…
They sprayed lots of mist
With chemical fist,
Poisoned the dog and went pugless!
–J.E.C.
**THE PENTATETTE is an on-line and printed newsletter specifically for limericks. See http://www.limericks.org for details.
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IT’S MARCH, ALREADY!
IT’S MARCH, ALREADY!
Ice melt dripping from eaves,
The warm-up giving reprieves…
To snow laden roofs
Whose strength many proofs
Apparent in designs conceived.
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Bedraggled bushes appear,
‘Though snow banks still come to “here”…
Once eight foot–now six–
Out in the “sticks”
Trees shelter snow cover, my dear.
–Jonathan Caswell
TOPS UNCOVERED
TOPS UNCOVERED
Snow mountains cut to size
Down before our eyes…
A skillful backhoe
Does wonders in snow,
Excavation before a bush dies!
–Jonathan Caswell
HECKLING HER STAFF?
HECKLING HER STAFF?
Irena sits on the arm of a chair
Marvels at Eric’s ice chop…
Sees great chunks fall to the ground,
Watch all that ice drop!
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Smiling taps on the window so he
Sees her watching his work…
She denies heckling her staff,
Watching is one of her perks.
–Jonathan Caswell
HIGH WHITE WALLS
HIGH WHITE WALLS
Frigid mountains window-high
Leave the view of only sky…
One consolation,
Extra insulation,
For the apartments nearby.
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Winter’s blizzard blow
Piled great mountains of snow…
Partial proof
Of snow from the roof,
So fear of collapse would go!
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Wind buffing snow pile tops bare,
All that snow be somewhere…
Look in he lees
After the breeze–
Great need for road plowing out there.
–Jonathan Caswell
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