Saturday, Oh Saturday

This too is a work of fiction, as I don’t do yard work or much of anything else around the house, as you can see I’m too busy “honing” my craft.

Saturday, Oh Saturday

Saturday, oh Saturday
how we love when you come
with the work week now over
is it not time, for fun?
Saturday, oh Saturday
can we now, not relax
and give ease to our minds
and rest to our backs?
Saturday, oh Saturday
now where have you gone?
All the leaves have been raked
and I’ve just mowed the lawn!
Saturday, oh Saturday
I feel so tired and worn
and now that Sunday’s upon us
soon comes Monday morn.

~Jack Downing~

Apr. 2016

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Hi, Neighbor

     Well, would you look at this, (please do) two consecutive days of new posts by yours truly. I don’t know how or why it happened all of a sudden, after what has been a significant creative drought, but I can tell you a bit of the genesis for today’s issue. This morning as I crawled back into bed for what was to be a bit of a recovery from a terrible night’s sleep, a few inklings of an idea began forming and kept repeating themselves in my mind, I knew then that if I tried to take that nap those words would probably disappear forever. So, I forewent the sleep and went to work on this current masterpiece. Most of which is entirely fiction, I don’t have any neighbors named Jones, or Mrs. Dare for that matter (the names have been changed to protect the innocent, as they say on TV) and anyway, arrest records are generally sealed if you behave yourself for a specified period of time. But I digress, it took about an hour to come up with the first draft and about fifteen additional minutes just before it went to press for the final draft. Please remember that this is a work of fiction, I did mention that didn’t I?

     Every weekend should have a bit of good humor to it, if it is to be worthwhile and whether or not, this falls under that category remains solely up to you, the reader. Please get a chuckle if you will and let me know if you think that I, ah,  I mean the main character was punished excessively, or not, for his transgressions.

     Enjoy your weekend everyone,

Jake.

Whatta ya mean it's against the law to look?

Whatta ya mean it’s against the law to look?

Hi, Neighbor

Well, I’m sipping summer tea

just as sweet as it can be

while in a rocking chair

on the front veranda.

Now, I’d be rocking in the back

except for this one fact

that the police came

and read me my “Miranda’s”!

*

You see, there is this Mrs. Jones

who has fine parts upon her bones

who lives about

a hundred feet away.

Now, I won’t say I bore a torch

but while rocking on that porch

I noticed that a single tree

stood in my way.

*

As her bedroom window faced

with curtains sheer and laced

directly in my view

save for that tree,

so on a recent Saturday morn

when I knew that she was gone

I took out my trusty saw

and set it free.

*

Well, all went well you see

for about two weeks or three

each night I had the best seat

in the house.

That is until that day

when she chanced to glance my way

at the time she’d normally

remove her blouse.

*

And thus the glint off of my glass

then caused what came to pass

and the cops showed up at my place

in a trice.

And then they took me off to jail

and I had to go the bail

I had no idea they considered

this a vice.

*

So, since then I’ve planted trees

for hours on my knees

until I can’t see her house

for all the green,

and as I rock here in my chair

I still don’t think that it is fair

restraining orders puts such limits

on my scene.

*

The ankle bracelet is enough

and the time I spent in cuffs

should have been sufficient

price to pay.

But, now I’m forced to stare

at old and wrinkled, Mrs. Dare

in her see-through negligee

all night and day!

***

Jack Downing

Apr. 2016

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Just Some Passage Of Time

    This is a first hand report on the process of aging and the results of same. Please enjoy the latest emission from the mind of a newly inducted curmudgeon.

     Time does not necessarily heal all wounds my friends, sometimes the scars are just too deeply ingrained in the memory to be forgotten.

    Stay young and fight the onset of curmudgeon-ry,

Jake.

Curmudgeon

Curmudgeon

Just Some Passage Of Time

*

We go from baby to grown-up

without warning or sign

we go from all warm and cuddly

and safe and sublime

to old men and women

who’ve aged not, like fine wine

now grumpy curmudgeons

who’ve crossed over some line

leaving the past and its promise

somewhere far behind

and how swiftly that happened

with just some passage of time.

***

Jack Downing

April 2016

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What Is Luck?

    I haven’t written anything for a while and this came to me as I was “pondering” my life’s situations and I thought I would share a bit of my mindset with you this morning. I hope that you will take something away from it and that you will perhaps reflect somewhat on those around you who make or have made a difference in your life and how they’ve made it worth the living.

Please enjoy the poem and your reflections,

Jake.

What Is Luck?

Why do most of us consider luck

as having to do with money?

When everyday there is something that

makes our lives more sunny!

*

People that we meet and know

are so much more the part

of the fortune that we gain

and hold within our heart.

*

You see, with gold and silver coins and bars

there is no warmth to hold

but a touch from someone dear

can drive away the cold.

*

Yes, money can make your living easy

but your life can still be poor

if there are none who love you then

what are you living for?

*

Material things are not flesh and blood

and have not greater worth

than those of whom we meet and know

in our time upon this earth.

*

So, my friends I say to you

let not fortune pass you by

and remember well, this little poem

and luck won’t leave you high and dry!

***

Jack Downing

Mar. 2016

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The Birth Of A Nation

The birth of a nation
is like that of a child
the first years are for nurturing
and then come the wild.
But they’ll emerge as mature
with a lot of guidance and care
and survive to a great age
none worse for the wear.

Jack Downing

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Questions Of A Personal Nature

     This came to me a week or so ago, and it is a rather thought-provoking poem that elicited some  inner searching deeper than that which is my norm. But, I must confess that I am very pleased with its outcome and frankly I’m rather proud of it..  I do hope that all of you will give it your attention, your insight and your opinion should you so choose to do so! 

Please enjoy it and perhaps ask yourselves these questions,

Jake.

Is life really this simple?

Is this really the solution to life’s questions?

Questions Of Personal Nature

As we approach each of our life’s crossroads

do we really ponder which is the path to choose

or is it merely by our own natural instinct

or simply by heads or tails, win or lose?

Is the course of our life predetermined

or do we indeed have the gift of free choice

is the conscience an offshoot of a spiritual soul

or just the echo of some instructional voice?

Does one’s life truly have special meaning

when we’re the victim of an others foul deed

or if by our own hand the end comes to us

as depression is the hunger we must feed?

I have no answer to the questions I’ve raised

nor would I, or could I, debate

for these solutions escape my inadequate mind

so I guess I’ll just deal with my fate!

***

Jack Downing

Feb. 2016

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Questions Of A Lifetime

    Some questions that I’m sure most, if not all, of us could ask ourselves as we pass through the stages of life. And to those of us who have passed through more than just a few,  I think you will enjoy it more than the others..

     Enjoy the life you are given, because unless you believe in reincarnation, there is only this one.

    Jake.

I have some questions

I have some questions

Questions Of A Lifetime

If I could but choose

to revisit again

these days of my now

or those days of my then

would I opt for the present

or wish for back when?

Would I be any different

person or friend

if I chose to return

to my youth once again?

*

Or should I choose to remain

as I am today

with the benefits of age,

though my hair’s turned to gray,

but where the follies of youth

are now long stored away?

Where I’m at least guaranteed

to survive to this day

and I am what I am

which ain’t bad by the way!

*

So, you see my dilemma

in which I should choose

is there much to be gained

or just more to lose?

Would there be any benefit

after paying these dues

to start it all over

to rewrite yesterday’s news?

Or just rejoice in the now

with my cynical views?

***

Jack Downing

May 2015

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