Category Archives: whimsey

POET…AFTER (A) FASHION!

He calls himself “fashion poet”,

One or two others know it…

In pursuits

Avoiding lawsuits,

He certainly doesn’t want to blow it!

Him being man and all,

Must carefully judge his call…

With less passion

Than stereotypical fashion,

Not being the Beast at the ball.

Gender matters to him,

Especially if women…

They’re the kind

He most has in mind,

Do they mind if he tiptoes in?

–Jonathan Caswell

SARAH WITH AN “H”

SARAH WITH AN “H”

Th eye doctor has a jewel

Called Sarah with an “H”…

A redhead I remember from last year

Who has many positive traits!

Her folks from Lancaster county, PA,

And she lived up near Cooperstown..

She knows on the map where Binghamton is,

All places I’ve been around.

Found out that she likes poetry

and was willing to take a look…

At a blog (this one!) she just learned about

And on Thursday, she’ll receive my book.

How pleasant she is–professional too–

Shifting patients with caring and grace…

I’d be honored to be under her care

When next I visit the place!

–Jonathan Caswell  (May need editing…my eyes are still dilated!  Wanted to get this posted before she checks in again!)

HAREM SCARE’EM AND ME!

HAREM SCARE ‘EM AND ME !

(To the tune of “THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS”…A SONG)

He thought he’d like a harem–

Oh, what a great idea–

Collecting beautiful women

For each day of the year…

Have one of every hair color:

Of red-heads, two or three,

Some that change with the season

Oh what a company!

But modern girls aren’t like the ones

That lived in olden time,

They’re much more educated,

Don’t easily resign…

Their lives and their futures

To a fat cat jailer-king,

To volunteer they’d like to hear

His cash disbursement ring.

Logistics would be maddening

Even if all were convinced,

Coming from all over

When he saw the bill he winced…

He began feeling outnumbered

Cooperation thin,

Instead of coming one-by-one

They all came after him!

He couldn’t pay their wages

So all up and left,

His fine plans for his evenings–

Not a single one was kept…

And then he got the bills for

The leaving of each one,

He decided then and there

Modern harems were no fun!

I thought of the same thing myself,

Like “THE HAREM OF BIRDS”

But only beautiful bloggers–

Women, in other words…

An exclusive club with just one man

My wife would veto fast,

My flesh already wants control—

The concept sounds a blast.

But thinking realistically

My cost is way too much,

I’ll lose those friends who cannot stand

A married man’s touch…

Long-distance relationships

Are harder to maintain,

I’d just as soon give up now

Before I feel the pain!

–Jonathan Caswell

A NON-SLOUCHY…”COWL” NECK?

A NON-SLOUCHY…”COWL” NECK?

The Poet’s learning fashion

To write more poetry,

(Fashion posts more often

Than others tend to be)…

He’s learning terms like “cowl neck”

And over-sized–baggy,

When he sees something that he likes

He’ll write it out with glee!!!

A cute young thing named Amy

Who works in Accounts,

A lavender cowl-neck–

In it worth every ounce–

Her cowl neck neatly hung

And her wardrobe neatly styled,

It brightened in a pastel way

When at the Guard she smiled!

–Jonathan Caswell

HANDS-ON…MY HISTORY

HANDS-ON…MY HISTORY

I took a fabled RS-1* into the living room

On a tray to try doing some work…

I wanted to replace that body shell with one bought new,

Then progress was caught up with a jerk.

It was the Two-Fourteen I had in my hands,

Numbered for our first letter exchange…

February Second completed the first round

As our relationship grew strong and aged.

The “214” is painted silver with red-white-and blue

Stripe around both hoods (old AMTRAK stock)…

Maybe I’ll just finish changing this one’s couplers’

Putting one of three “NEW HAVENs” on the body shell changing block!

–Jonathan Caswell

*NOTE:

All of these locomotives are N scale models of the American Locomotive Company (ALCO) model RS-1…in the author’s collection.  Some of his units are lettered and numbered for important life events….like when he and his wife exchanged their first letters (#214)  or the date they were engaged (#5388…for the date 5/3/1988).

DO YOU THINK I HAVE ENOUGH???

DO YOU THINK I HAVE ENOUGH???

Finding room is getting rough,

Do you think I have enough…

One more dream

Fulfilled as schemed,

Engines that run but don’t puff.

Can’t run more than two at a time,

Embodying memories sublime…

Reaching the end

Of finances, friend,

Over-spending is a crime.

–Jonathan Caswell