Like scary tribal masks
to make bad spirits run…
This Jordan spreader
Tries to look like one!
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As much to entertain folk
Who past by it in summer…
Who wonder what that thing is,
Does it run–if not, that’s a bummer!
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A wedge plow I know has been
Fitted with a painted shark’s grin…
The museum that
Has it may chat,
But it’s snow plowing days will end!
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–J.E.C.
FIRST APRIL WEEKEND
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Narcissi pushing up blooms
As Gladioli in their corner….
Luxuriate in rain
Then Sunday brings the former
Season for one last icy flow–
How we wish this is the end
Of driving in snow
(We don’t want to pretend),
That this is all a dream
In an ice-bound misery…!
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–Jonathan Caswell
EARLY IN THE MORNING,
The women came to see…
Who would roll away the stone,
Their spices they wouldn’t need.
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The stone was big and heavy
But had been rolled away…
Visions of angels
Met them on Resurrection Day.
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All their sorrow gone
They hurried away to tell…
The rest of His disciples
Of the silenced death knell!
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Peter and John came running–
Not all believed of course,
Until Christ appeared to them
Behind locked doors!
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But seeing isn’t believing
As even Scripture tells,
Some had doubts, did not believe,
WITHOUT FAITH…the flesh kills.
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Come to the feasting–
See the open grave,
Christ is risen Sunday
Believer’s souls to save!
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–Jonathan Caswell
CALL OF THE KLUTZ
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For a guy with a cane who’s unsteady,
It’s been one of those days…
He’s fumbled and tripped along
His mind in a general haze.
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That “flipper-dingous” is active,
Fumbling forks and keys…
Sometimes he’s too reactive–
“Would this day end…PLEASE???”
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–Jonathan Caswell
NEVER-ENDING SEARCH–HAS!
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To re-invent the wheel,
He didn’t want to do…
But BUILD ONE in N scale—
THAT—was scary, too!
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European models,
Some had waterwheels…
Most were really tiny
With no American appeal.
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He found what he wanted
On the “used” E-bay…
A waterwheel large
Enough for a proper sliuce way!
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His New England grist mill,
With its water wheel…
Soon may be together
To a child’s delightful squeal!
CHOSEN BY GOD–NOW GROW!
(Ephesians 1: 1-6; 15-23)
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Open my eyes, oh Lord Most High,
That I see and comprehend…
All the Spirit found in Thy Word–
The Wisdom that has no end.
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Brothers and sisters praying for me,
Uplifting me through prayer…
That I may see and practice–
Avoiding demonic snare!
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Shepherd and under-shepherd both,
Ply Christ Jesus’ troth,
His Body–His Bride–
The Church might abide
In the mind of Christ with growth.
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Strengthen then your resolve,
To ask Spirit’s help to see…
All God’s wonder, power and mercy
And with the same, treating me!
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If forceful men and women
Can hoodwink the American news crowd…
And not challenged for their deception,
We humble ourselves–not Proud.
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If they can’t see through veiling,
How then can we…
Except humble asking for wisdom
From our Father God in eternity?
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If only…the Christians would rise up–
If only they believed for sure…
That Christ, God’s Son, gave us Power
In His Spirit to do and endure!
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–Jonathan Caswell
THEY REALLY BELIEVE THIS?
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In the name of Allah,
Mowing people down…
‘Cause you think they’re evil
And only your kind deserve being around.
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Is this not evil
Centuries have tried to crush…
Forceful controlling leaders
Commanding heads of mush?
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Hate wrapped in religion,
The ultimate “higher-than-thou”…
Too many Lord Chamberlains in this world–
Do you see the lies now?
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Crusaders were a rabble,
Bigots though they were…
This is beyond pay-back
Very much disturbed!
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–Jonathan Caswell
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