“Pickles and Tarts” — Chapter 6

SOUNDS RATER FAMILIAR. I USED TO “GET SWEET” ON A LOT OF WOMEN–GENERALLY ONE OR GTWO A YEAR–AND THEN FANTASIZE…SOMETIMES WITH UNFORESEEN RESULTS…INSTEAD OF STAYING MENTALLY TRUE TO MY WIFE. I HAVE CONFESSED TO HER THIS SIN. I STILL HAVE TO WATCH MYSELF—AT LEAST TWO ON-LINE FRIENDS HAVE CALLED MY ON IT—WHAT I’VE SAID—AND I THANK THEM FOR THAT!

Musings

Chapter 6

“Hello again Nicole,” he wrote. “I haven’t read the books either.” He starts to think of this experience as an expression of truth and to see if he can make a connection with her based on the truth of himself and being open in all of his responses.

“I am currently readingThe History of the Novel and I happened on the section,” Frank typed, “where Schmidt talks about the Brontes and their influence. Beyond that, it feels weird contacting you because I realize you are much younger. I just saw your picture and as an artist, I thought you were beautiful. I wondered what you thought and was flattered that you would respond to me causing a match. Perhaps you made a mistake and accidentally moved my photo to the right instead of to the left.”

Frank stopped and looked at his keyboard for a moment, giving…

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Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

5 thoughts on ““Pickles and Tarts” — Chapter 6

  1. MOMENTS

    Out of the shell!
    the tortoise said
    out of that hell!
    the price was paid.
    Now I am cold
    but not in vain
    as I am told
    I won the pain!
    I can walk free
    did nothing wrong
    there is no tree
    but I stay strong.

    I’m a bit old
    and just need love
    I’ll be a bit bold
    and play the dove.
    I found a girl
    on a dating site
    oh, how I swirl
    to her I write.
    She’s just too young
    or I’m too old
    but I’ve begun
    and now I’m sold.

    My name is Frank
    and she’s Nicole
    I’m not a prank
    yet she’s my goal.
    Told her the truth
    what will she do?
    she’s in her youth
    and I feel blue.
    Difference in age
    is not so good
    it is a cage
    you think I should?

    (Poem inspired by poet Newton Ranaweera’s post: See, we’re free!!: https://newtoneapblog.wordpress.com/2019/02/17/see-were-free/, and by chapter 6 of Mario Savioni’s novel “Pickles and Tarts”:
    https://savioni.wordpress.com/2019/02/12/pickles-and-tarts-chapter-6/)

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