Tag Archives: by Jonathan Caswell

FORGETTING SOMETHING?

Losing bank cards he mutters,

Just as often for lost peanut butter…

But that’s in the car

But the other so far,

Hasn’t been found by one or the other!

–J.E.C.

COLUMBUS NEEDED SECURITY, TOO!

Columbus had men who slept

During days while the nights kept…

Watch at posts

For men or ghosts,

Watching over the inept.

This happens yet today

While office folks are away…

Security stands

As need demands,

Minding the store night and day!

Columbus Day I’ll work

Time -and-a half the only perk…

That, and quiet

You just can’t buy it,

We enjoy that with a smirk!

–J.E.C.

TURKEYS AND DEER…OVER HERE!

Foraging in-between,

Highway and exit ramp seen…

Acorns and grass

Singly en mass,

Turkeys and deer in-between!

–J.E.C.

RIDDLE-BROOK GIRLS’ NIGHT OUT

RIDDLE-BROOK–where we live,

You’re on your own if no one will drive…

My wife and a friend

Play SCRABBLE TO WIN,

The most fun they can derive!

–Jonathan Caswell

ANOTHER APPOINTMENT?

Forgetful is he lately,

Gently reminding needs he…

One more he forgot

Among a whole lot,

Calendar posting?–not he!

–J.E.C.

INTIMACY AMONG THE OLDER

Google Image…not of the author and his wife!

The subject is hard to admit,

Some things, we’re over it!…

Bodies change

Hormones rearrange,

Some body parts have quit!

Holding hands and lip kisses,

Thrilling electric charge this is…

Just being near

Brings a teaar,

Happy to be near the Missus!

She sleeps better when I

Choose to sit quiet nearby…

Passion’s nearly gone

But love ventures on,

Striving toward that sweet bye-and-bye.

–Jonathan Caswell

TOMATOES…ANYONE?

I wonder how many remember

The “August trots” into September?…

Tomatoes galore

Receiving more,

A bounty for family members!

We like that spaghetti squash.

Over-cooked with panache…

She like stir fry

With enough to try,

And no leftovers tossed.

Certain things we don’t eat,

But berries and oatmeal are neat…

With enough ice cream

With berries–a dream–

Enough fruit we’ll less likely cheat.

Fresh vegetables are the prize,

Overwhelming the eyes…

With no BEANO here

The air’s never clear,

Prepared ones are ever wise!

–J.E.C.

FIRE BOOTS

Jumped into his fire boots,

Equipment at the ready….

Set up an E.T.A.*

And left a note for Betty.

Sped along the highway,

weaving through traffic…

“Where is the fire man,”

If he’s late it’s tragic!

Pulled into a parking space,

Officer met him…

Have to get home before

It turns into bedlam.

Called up superiors

For agreement to sign in…

Writing out poetry

To fill the quiet din!

–Jonathan Caswell

E.T.A.*…Estimated Time of Arrival

“quiet din”…so quiet it roars!

bedlam…a crazy situation

Betty…an fictional entity!

NOTHING WRONG WITH IT

Back from balmy Michigan,

The rain they lived in starts again…

From the limousine

They were rather keen,

To dry off before journey’s end!

The guard invited them in,

To dry off , have a break and leave then…

both glad to arrive

were ushered inside,

Their company’s building AGAIN.

He drove off in the rain,

She had a ride coming twain…

Sheltered inside

She saw her ride,

‘Twas pleasant invited out of the rain!

–Jonathan Caswell