Where is the fairy world now,
In cities is it absent somehow…
Quiet forest glades
In most cities can’t be made,
Not even a mooing cow!
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Cities tend toward sound,
Coming from all around…
Sound and light
Throughout any night,
Pretty hard to find fairy ground!
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Perhaps in garden plots,
Common owners who believe a lot…
Putting fairy houses
In hopes that arouses,
Wee folk to give it a shot.
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–Jonathan Caswell
Advice from an “old man”
Don’t let the crowd command…
You to produce
A poor excuse,
But pick your ground and stand!
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Having “LIKES” for posts is nice,
But some posts cut a deep slice…
Or folks bored
With that kind of sword,
Won’t be caught thinking twice!
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Many older posts,
Look like towns with ghosts…
Not a LIKE
Or comment strike,
So much for a poet’s boasts!
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–Jonathan Caswell
Progressives and liberal thought,
Have in common aspects of a cult…
What’s in their minds
To all else blinds,
Even the adverse result!
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They dote on their reality,
Make up their own legacies…
Although not True
Nothing they’ll rue–
But blame conspiracies!
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These political philosophies are built.
On principles just like cults…
A central believe
THEIR reality’s chief,
And all others are wrong despite result!
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Thus, a new “religion”
Threatens us with its contagion…
Are you Christ’s
Or liberal acolytes,
There is no middle decision!
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Yet still be advised,
No hope from the other side…
Conservatives too
Are human in view,
With much to be decried.
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You Christians out there beware–
Choose either Christ or there…
Christ is real–
Liberals conceal–
Are you wheat or tares?
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–An Opinion poem…based on personal study and observation of cultic behavior…and that of politically “liberal” or “progressive” believers and politicians.
Illustration from the Friendly Fairy tales blog.
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Hiding from life when it screams,
Off to magical scenes…
How we wish
For a mystical stitch,
To shore up all of our seams!
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People choose believing
What actually is deceiving…
Taking them far
From who they are,
Another existence conceiving!
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Some do this to refresh,
Write stories cherished best…
Some merely hide
Reality denied,
Until their lives again mesh.
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–Jonathan Caswell
Little stone pagodas,
In some garden corners…
Garden protection
By spirit direction.
Not wanting any reformers!
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For those who believe,
These little houses conceived…
To spirits open
Gardeners hoping,
Blessing s are on the way!
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For Christians, this garden art,
Tempts those who escaped this part…
Of pagan belief
It is no relief,
Knowing spirits here park!
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Some claim these are ornamental,
And we shouldn’t be judgmental…
If one has escaped
Being spirit chased,
Getting rid of these is fundamental!
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When I see these—will they be removed?
No–each one chooses spirit truth…
We can pray
You’ll toss them away,
But it is your choice and your roof!
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–Jonathan Caswell
*Please note that the subject of this poem is the author’s own opinion—no guarantees that either the provider of the illustration or anyone else believes as I do. My friends have their own opinions and beliefs. Not everyone may be aware of what these cute stone pagodas represent, which I feel I should point out–then leave the deciding up to each person to decide for themselves!–Jonathan E. Caswell I still love all you fellow bloggers! 🙂
An Opinion Poem
Image from the Friendly Fairy Tale Blog!
He drives an intersection,
Fearing sudden connection…
When he slows
Someone chose
To cut him off by their discretion.
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A blind curve to the right,
Going straight with flashing yellow light….
Those at the stop sign
On his right past the line,
Pull out causing him fright!
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Natural tendency
Is to slow a bit for accuracy…
His straight lay
Drops out of sight,
Beyond which it’s hard to see.
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Takes his life in his hands,
Because it depends…
Will traffic opposing
Just supposing,
Put his death into their hands?
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–Jonathan Caswell
Not talking of bent underneath,
But forks whose existence ceased…
Unexplainable
Evidence unobtainable,
The hair on this head duly creased!
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Unexplained portals in time,
Is this what happened to mine?
Does a quantum mechanic
Have something for panic,
Because of something stealing him blind?
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If he washes dishes,
His answer may be less suspicious…
This lazy gourmand
At the bottom of his pond,
May discover forks propitious!
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–Jonathan Caswell.
Walking from car to post,
Thoughts like recurring ghosts…
Should be tired
Of thinking I’m fired,
I get reprimanded at most!
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Several times I’ve been near,
To catching it in my fear…
Two times at least
Thought I was the feast,
Praise God, somehow I’m still here!
(My 14th Year!)
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–Jonathan Caswell
When a youngster says, “classic”,
Depends on what they think fantastic…
The more educated
Have anticipated
Styles without plastic!
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With ruffles and flourishes,
Classical style nourishes…
Feeding other styles
That borrow for smiles,
Which no one discourages.
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Each blogger has a vision
Of what needs displaying revision…
Each works their goals
Fanning coals,
Affecting blog decisions!
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–Jonathan Caswell
If I were rich–I’m not–
Land taxes will be a shot…
A riding railway
I’d build to display,
‘Though maintaining it takes a lot!
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I wanted to haul firewood,
But exercise does me more good…
Wheel barrow loads
Became my “railroad”,
Till we lost the land for good.
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–Jonathan Caswell
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