BREAD DAY
Tuesday—Bread Day–from the Food Pantry,
Gathering people for the food for free…
Bread and pastries, vegetables sometimes
Hard-put to make it–except for folks so kind.
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Local church gathers day-old bread
And what seconds that the stores shed…
Compassion recycles food to those in need,
Christian strength in spirit and in deed!
–Jonathan Caswell
MULTIPLE TIME PERIODS
During his train buying spree,
He split into eras, two or three…
Steam, diesel-electric,
Both selected
Not just for tourism–you’ll see!
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With all the wonder transpired,
His layout hasn’t been wired…
With this good stuff
Someone called his bluff,
Hot coals underneath him were fired.
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Abrasives, bread and coal,
Join plastics, soda , on the roll…
Water treatment too
And textiles run through,
To keep his N scale trains full.
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Alternative energy
From woodchips, fly ash, groceries…
Vie with tourist trains
For space on the main,
But the branch line is pure fantasy!
–Jonathan Caswell
AT THE APPLES AGAIN!
Driving in to work today
I glanced at trees by the highway…..
Some geese were there
Enjoying the air,
Had they munched on those apples all day?
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The apples had fallen aground,
The geese seemed happy they found…
This new food source
Which I’d endorse,
Their method of recycling was sound.
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If some apples were in vinegar prep.,
The geese will have a “hic” in their step…
Don’t be a goose chider
If the mash turns to cider,
The poor birds need SOMETHING for pep!
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The Momma goose with the broken wing,
Couldn’t fly, so missed the whole thing…
The gate was closed
As one supposed,
The day after Thanksgiving.
–Jonathan Caswell
HIS MANTLE—DISMANTLED
A lot of equipment stored,
Is going by the board…
What will be kept
And not dissect,
And can the company this afford?
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The insides are being dismantled,
Deluxe water treatment cancelled…
What to do with tanks,
Machines and banks
Of electrical switches unmanacled?
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Good equipment can be sold,
Other stuff is really too old…
Into the dumpster
Recycled and done, sir,
Into bed frames, I’m told.
–Jonathan Caswell
SPRING CLEANING THE BACK SEAT
In the back seat of his car,
It’s built up for two months so far…
Bottles and trash
Not turned into cash,
Munchie wrappers strewn and bizarre.
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His wife says it is time for cleaning,
She insists he repeats this with meaning…
Winter is at bay,
Let’s clean this today
Before the food wrappers start greening!
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 