FEELING USED
A chance for humility,
Could only happen to me…*
A week of days
Spent in haze,
Feeling futility!
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Starting with major upheaval,
Renewing the struggle ‘gainst evil…
Within one’s heart
Acknowledging part
One plays as part of the deal.
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Two guys want me to relieve them early,
The details are driving me squirrelly…
Keeping it all straight,
Arrival before eight
AM, can’t be all good surely!
–Jonathan Caswell
* The Poet is being facetious.
“MEMORY” FOLLIES
Got up this AM, early,
Should have known something was squirrelly!
The calendar said
Go back to bed,
But I was stubborn and surly.
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Me-thought the wife had a date:
Her podiatrist (running late)…
Come to find out
It’s tomorrow (big shout!),
Some days we’re too blind to relate.
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So made a bunch of phone calls
To various health service halls…
To get straightening
Situations waiting
Of which we’d become appalled.
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Even got some posting,
One poem at least, while toasting…
Bread and grilled cheese
(Are there seconds, please?)
Wanting a nap…but coasting.
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So now I’m really tired,
It’s a wonder the writing’s inspired…
Working real hard
As an Internet bard,
The boiler’s plumb cussedness-fired!
–Jonathan Caswell
AGING FOR THE YOUNG
It’s hard to look at aging
With hormones a-raging…
But easier still
To know you will,
But it will not be your youth upstaging!
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For some of us, our prime
Was years ago in time…
We feel “kinda” squirrelly,
We got old too early
And missed out on those miracle enzymes!
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For others, young love is ending,
(It hurts too much doing the bending)
That “empty gun”**
Is worn out son,
Don’t waste time in spending or pretending.
–Jonathan Caswell
**”empty gun” is an analogy used in bawdier vaudeville routines.
By the Mighty Mumford 