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The Poet’s gone searching again,

For winter scenery then…

GREEN MOUNTAIN’s Alcos—

He’d love to see those—

His favorite engine!

ALCO RS-1’s in the cold,

Working with heart although old…

Giving class

To a road short of cash,

That railroad’s survival they’re owed!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

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MODELING MEMORIES

His memories of New England various,

Were by and large vicarious…

Mostly pictures he saw

with interest and awe,

His chances of a visit–hilarious!

Point of fact he was too young,

Couldn’t drive himself even some…

The eight-hour ride

Once a summer left wide,

Window for relevant magazines to come!

Still his interest grew,

Past the time when he knew…

This paint scheme was gone,

these ALCOs moved on.

But the history he wanted to view.

Found an N scale engine thus,

Painted just like this—a plus–

To re-enact

Historical fact,

Without too much fuss!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

TAKES COURAGE AND ENCOURAGEMENT!

It must take courage to pose,

In plain or fancy clothes…

The public eye

(including guys),

In essence the whole world she shows!

More for a purpose than money–

Some responses are  rummy–

Courageous means

Fulfilling fond dreams,

Good reason to flatten that tummy!

Amateurs know whom they are,

Accepting themselves above par…

Not letting shape

Become like red tape,

But showing we all can star!

–Jonathan Caswell

Image of Demi Monde…courtesy Demi Monde!

 

GOD HOUSE, OH GOD HOUSE!*

Little stone pagodas,

In some garden corners…

Garden protection

By spirit direction.

Not wanting any reformers!

For those who believe,

These little houses conceived…

To spirits open

Gardeners hoping,

Blessing s are on the way!

For Christians, this garden art,

Tempts those who escaped  this part…

Of pagan belief

It is no relief,

Knowing spirits here park!

Some claim these are ornamental,

And we shouldn’t be judgmental…

If one has escaped

Being spirit chased,

Getting rid of these is fundamental!

When I see these—will they be removed?

No–each one chooses spirit truth…

We can pray

You’ll toss them away,

But it is your choice and your roof!

–Jonathan Caswell

*Please note that the subject of this poem is the author’s own opinion—no guarantees that either the provider of the illustration or anyone else believes as I do.  My friends have their own opinions and beliefs. Not everyone may be aware of what these cute stone pagodas represent, which I feel I should point out–then leave the deciding up to each person to decide for themselves!–Jonathan E. Caswell  I still love all you fellow bloggers!  🙂

An Opinion Poem

Image from the Friendly Fairy Tale Blog!

 

“RAILROAD”: APPLE SAUCE!

Familiar with these railroad lines,

Central New York State on time…

Delivery pursuit

Of harvested fruit,

Just up my interest line!

One brand using rail there is MOTT’S,

Applesauce, canned fruit, lots…

Activity

The railroad’s busy,

Pulling loads from loading spots.

My friends, Jim and Cornelia Mead,

Who on our Honeymoon guaranteed…

A ride on their train

A kind gesture of them,

I helped Tioga Central* succeed!

Jim Mead and Ontario Lines,

There railroad experience finds…

And Number Fourteen

Was obtained through them,

For “our” Museum on the main line!

–Jonathan Caswell

*See “NUMBER FOURTEEN’S FANCY DRES”, posted July 3rd.

The Tioga Central Railroad ran excursion trains and later freight trains out of Owego, New York, in conjunction with the nearby Tioga Transportation Museum.

 

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WHY QUESTION IT?

Is development really arrested

When males look upon the breasted…

Most understand

Instinctive command,

And are happy men are interested.

For those who were breast fed,

One’s children one hopes to have bred…

Must have the best

Of feeding by breast,

Is of great importance, it’s said!

I can’t speak for them,

Doctors in Mom’s day were given…

To a formula routine

With everything cleaned,

In my case a skimmed milk regimen. (?)*

For some of us, took a while,

To understand the reason we smiled…

Push come to shove

Anyone was loved,

Regardless of her profile!

–Jonathan Caswell

*Skimmed milk was the beverage provided in my childhood.  Never asked or inquired—just assumed hat I was bottle-fed as an infant   And nobody to ask, if I dared, now!

MY FOOD IS…

My food is three-fold in nature,

With different nomenclature…

That is, three kinds

Spirit-body-minds,

Each having it’s own stature!

My God supplies all three

To each of us individually…

In God’s word

We can observe

Providing for all three.

Bible passages feed spirit,

And mind if a body will hear it…

Frequency

Determines degree

Of practice and wisdom adherence!

Washing by water and Word,

Frees up minds once disturbed…

To focus

On God as locus,

In Christ our sin has been curbed.

Food and blessing come down

With other Christians around…

Christians share

Whatever is there,

So their provisions abound!

–Jonathan Caswell