Christmas, New Year’s are over,
Can take things a little slower…
Rich different foods
Our stomach views,
Upset–to get over!
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–J.E.C.
*Rolaids is the brand of anti-acid working best for us.
ROLAIDS*, PLEASE?
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THE FUMES WILL GET YOU…!
Procured a chip board table,
To use a train set when able…
Formaldehyde fuming
We were assuming,
Caused extra coughing unstable!
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My double-track train layout,
The base of which I threw out….
Has happened before
A waterbed floor,
We were allergic no doubt.
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Extruded foam seems best
To give our sinuses rest…
Mountains, gullies
And Environmental follies,
Could give my circles zest.
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Piling and carving foam,
Lightweight carries easier home…
Brackets for the tree–
So Christmasy–
The edges filled by train sounds!
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–Jonathan Caswell
HAPPY HOLY DAYS!
HAPPY HOLY DAYS!
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Nonbelievers say “holidays”,
Avoiding giving God praise…
But the word itself
From a Christian word shelf,
Holi-days are meant holy days!
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As for those lights on the tree,
Martin Luther was firstly…
To put on tree lights
Reminders of Christ,
The Light of the world, Biblilically!
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Winter Solstice is not the same
As Christmas–not even in name…
Christmas is fixed,
The two weren’t mixed,
Til later when the Church was tamed!
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Solstice, a festival for light,
On the longest cold winter’s night…
Telling the sun
Folks want dark undone,
With fear he might not out of spite.
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–Jonathan Caswell
WILL CHRISTMAS (TRAINS) HAPPEN?
WILL CHRISTMAS HAPPEN?
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Will a Christmas tree choo-choo train happen?
Good enough so others start clapping?
Can he find an old board
And icy streams to ford,
And space nearby for his cabin?
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The goal is to not build too much,
Of fantasy—just a touch–
Some green dinosaurs,
The mining of ore,
Realism need not be a crutch!
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I’d want to have lots of trains
Of various periods sustained…
Steam and diesel-electric
Trains eclectic,
No barriers to joy contained!
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I ask only the fun
Of making the whole thing run…
Three separate lines
Of trains piled up fine,
Is it as you would have done? –Jonathan Caswell
CHRISTMAS’ MEANING
CHRISTMAS’ MEANING
Our Father’s little Boy,
Filling our hearts with joy…
Scouring out rust
And old moldy crust,
That we might be Christ’s envoy!
–Jonathan Caswell
A RIDDLEBROOK CHRISTMAS
A RIDDLEBROOK CHRISTMAS
Out of their memory chest
Folks bring out the best…
Christmas display
‘Til put away,
For next year might be the last.
–Jonathan Caswell
PUSHING IT
PUSHING IT
We’ve heard of August/September
Being a Halloween to remember…
At least in stores
Who want to sell more,
Through timeliness dismembered!
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Thanksgiving is barely mentioned,
Being Christian, not pagan convention…
But still are displayed,
In November anyway,
“Bell’s Spice” and turkey farm intentions.
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Christmas sneaked up fast,
Before Halloween was passed…
More candy in rows
And holiday bows,
And pink tree iconoclasts.
–Jonathan Caswell
LIKE THE GRINCH…!
LIKE THE GRINCH…!
Like the Grinch* who was surprised
By Christmas being realized…
The Poet found smiles
Despite not for a while
Sending poetry of any styles.
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His friends all seemed to be saying,
He didn’t have to be paying…
For attention from them,
They are happiest when
They know that he is there and staying.
–Jonathan Caswell
*The Grinch Who Stole Christmas…an illustrated story by Dr. Seuss
SNOW EQUIPMENT…NOW!
SNOW EQUIPMENT…NOW!
On my rounds, a snow blower part,
That industrial piece of art…
Is being readied now,
As is the plow
For the future when snow flurries start.
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Like my Mom used to get Christmas cards
On sale, at “Spag’s,” by the yards…
Prices for less
Than travel time* I guess:
Eight-to-ten hours was far!
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Equipment will get cleaned and oiled,
And readied for when autumn’s spoiled….
By a heavy snow
Or ice, don’t you know,
Our Indian summer foiled.
–Jonathan Caswell
*(The family vacation in Douglas for two weeks in August.)
LAST-MINUTE CHARLIE
LAST-MINUTE CHARLIE
It’s once again the night before
And he’s got nearly nothing…
His wife is staging something big
To prove to him her loving.
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At Christmas, ’twas different (?)
But now ’tis Valentines…
He’d better think of something fast
Or he’ll step on land mines.
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He’ll get a card, some potted soil
And sugar-free chocolates to eat…
This weekend, they’ll visit the shelter,
A new cat would be sweet!
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 