Category Archives: “famous last words”

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

 

THE CHRISTMAS TRAIN–SURVIVES!

The train ’round our tree survives,

It must own several lives…

train tracks glued down

won’t shift around,

But the trains do go flying–surprise!

Being careful my wife and I,

Have avoided seeing the train fly…

It at times left the rails

So far my steamer fails,

To run here–I don’t know why?

Helps that we have no kids,

Nor cats to sit amidst…

Not much room

Nor do our trains zoom,

But they’ve been known to do splits!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

DAY-BY-DAY GOD LEADS

After the Child was born,

Joseph was duly warned….

Warned in a dream

Of Herod’s blood scheme,

Traveling far from harm!

Believers today face the same,

Sudden deliverance named…

Listen each day

Finding the way,

Keeping their new faith from harm!

As Joseph, so should we,

Do what’s necessary…

Shielding one’s faith

Moving where it’s safe

Escaping Herod’s fury.

Then when The time is right,

Let Christ within you shine bright…

Obedience true

Is up to you,

If Christ would be your light!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

CHURCH ATTENDANCE–A HYPOTHETICAL POEM

He rarely attends now,

It’s gone and got diff’rent somehow…

He feels pushed aside

Not welcomed inside,

No one’s been direct with him, anyhow!

They used to go faithfully,

Found the spirit there strong and free…

The Pastor moved on

And a preacher took on

Things with his own personality.

With his circle of friends,

For our subject, being close to a pastor ends…

You know his pride

Didn’t like “outside”

But he wanted to attend.

Then he and his wife

Both saw ill health in life….

Comparison

With others is sin,

And churned up internal strife!

The preacher/teacher and he,

(Too much alike?) weren’t happy…

It shifted into

“An authority over you”

Which wasn’t as healthy!

Various dissatisfactions

Led to complaints and  feigned actions….

Poor communication

Led to frustration,

In mutual distraction.

So now he stays at home

Sundays, with his wife alone…

No need to go

Taken for granted so,

But he’s stuck–this was his church home.

Socially depended on her,

His wife, for communication stirred…

When she took ill

He didn’t have the will,

To see that his opening up occurred.

He’s given his life for her,

Literally as it were…

Goes it alone

Reaching out he’s done,

Elsewhere–little left at “home”.

Options to go elsewhere?

Feels bound by his wife–so there!

Decision paralyzed–

Easier to survive

By himself, ‘though few benefits to share!

A “hypothetical poem”–which means it is just a poem….!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

 

 

JUST LIKE ITS REAL-LIFE PROTOTYPE

I’d bought a 2-8-0 steamer,

“Consolidation-type” in N scale…

I had one train circle running

And delightedly put this engine on rails!

This BOSTON AND MAINE “2-8-0”

It didn’t travel far…

Before the engine stubbed its toe

And the front wheels went ajar.

My careful but quickly laid track

Was not perfectly smooth….

And like it’s prototype,

The engine wheels hit a cross-groove!

Rough track is anathema

To models with light pilot wheels…

Even the real ones suffered

From extra tight curve squeals!

–Jonathan Caswell

POWERFUL GRIP!!!

He wasn’t going to bring,

Until his wife’s suggesting…

With no thought

His computer brought,

It proves itself addicting!

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Collecting image files,

His face fixedly smiles…

In his zeal

He skips a meal,

And that is a real surprise!

To get balanced tomorrow night,

He’ll leave the thing home that night…

We hope he’s learned

When desires burn,

It can be a difficult fight!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

MORE COMPLICATIONS!

Went to my fave magazine,

Website for the video stream…

What they labeled “FREE”

Was just introductory

To the pay-to-view portions–that’s mean!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

SUDDEN MIRACLES

He’s borrowed a WIFI hot spot,

More bucks than he has, like as not…

grateful to Steve

For the reality reprieve,

He’ll give it his very best shot!

-Not having poems prepared,

He’s rather up in the air…

right off the cuff

May not be enough,

But folks seem to like these so aired!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

BLOGGING LIVE!!!!

Unprepared for the day,

Given opportunity to “play”…

My spirit thrives

In cannonball dives,

Can’t let this get away!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

MISTY HARD RAINS

He’s not a weather wimp,

But has a leg somewhat gimp…

Wet and cold

Makes him feel old,

More wrinkled than a chimp!

–J.E.C.

A FLASH—then rumbling thunder—

What a mess to be under…

Taken in stride

We all can be dried,

Enjoying this storm as a wonder!

–J.E.C.

With weather all over like this,

We note peoples’ special kindness…

Willingly give

That others  live,

Angels in times of distress!

–J.E.C.

“Darkness over the waters,”

Standard Time—hear the mutters—

Walk toward Light

To see what’s right,

Believe and see what matters!

–J.E.C.