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TIME TO CONFESS AND REPENT

AUTHOR’S NOTE:  He’s not trying to grandstand—just admit to his guilt of certain motives and conduct and ask forgiveness of those he has wronged–whether or not they feel they were.  It is a part of his Christian belief…being reconciled to God and the ones he has wronged asking forgiveness of both.  There is a Bible basis to all this, which the author believes by faith to be the transcribed word of God to be followed and obeyed.  Especially when he doesn’t!  Questions/Comments are always welcome.

Writer of poetry,

The “fashion” got away from me…

Chasing skirts

Many women hurts,

Of this I am guilty!

Sought “readers” unsuccessfully,

The hidden motive–to see…

What interested

Where saints shouldn’t tread

And pester them endlessly!

The many unreturned visits,

Prove out how wrong is it…

I know my sin

Repenting therein,

Stop this practice is the solution exquisite!

I will  stillreach out,

In subjects not ruled out…

Walk in the flesh

Heavily risks death,

Gotta pull some hot irons out!

The upshot–some I’ll follow–

The rest–if they visit tomorrow…

I’ll respond graciously

But not the pest–not me–

I’ve sinned–I repent in sorrow!

My actions toward those of whom I’ve spoken,

From now on–contact is broken…

This I must do

So they’ll feel safe too,

No need of me in their business poking.

–Jonathan Caswell

 

DE-EMPHASIZING “ASSETS”

Howbeit a man,

Explaining how best he can…

Techniques using clothes

To camouflage those,

Two parts that entice a man?

What I’ve  in fashion blogs learned,

Is that certain strategies discerned….

Are mighty effective

Distracting deceptive,

Respect in their eyes earned!

Denying men their prayers,

Dress in effective layers…

A blazer disrupts

Sight down and up,

Hiding those detail betrayers!

Mesmerizing pattern on dresses,

Sometimes OVER-STRESSES…

Shape and size

Of what man’s eyes,

Like about these dresses.

Better irregular colors,

Make observing eyes dullard…

Takes the whole dress

His attention arrest,

Focus is somewhat cluttered!

Looser blouses suggest,

Mystery that’s best…

Wear them tight

And you’ve no right

to complain about his interest!

Cardigan and ponchos in layers,

Are also good girl watcher slayers…

Not sure where

“You are” in there,

Less interesting then, for stares!

If she “goes without”

Be certain nothing pokes out…

Wear a T shirt

As a liner won’t hurt,

Or with heavier fabric, no doubt!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE NIGHT IS DEEP UPON US!

Darkness patrols

Reaching in for souls…

Flaming sword strike

Fighting Night,

God commands self control.

Who with Him will stand

Against worldly demand…

For compromise

And blinding eyes,

To the wretchedness of Man!

Woman from man’s rib,

Males frequently fib….

Questing for power

Trample flowers,

Then deny they did!

–Jonathan Caswell

HANGING TROPHIES

Back when they owned a home,

Their woods the homeowner roamed…

Found a large bra

Waiting for a thaw,

Hanging from a branch away from home.

Found a bag-full  ladies’ shoes,

And a PLAYGIRL Mag. well-used….

What evil lurks

In all human works,

What horrible things Man exumes!

–Jonathan Caswell

AMAZON—OR ORIENTAL—WARRIOR WOMAN

How sad and yet common,

That warrior women solemn…

Are seen two ways

In opposing gaze,

Defying the wisdom of Solomon.

The women’s warrior class,

Struggles against typecast…

Female roles

Stuck in pigeon holes,

Which some think a thing of the past.

Men on the other hand,

See female warriors grand…

Stories like Xena

Or scant-clad Athena,

Excite those male sex glands!

Thus MEN don’t take seriously,

War against patriarchy…

A male dominated

World overrated,

From which free spirits would be freed.

–Jonathan Caswell

(image from the “hortus closus” blog)

HAPPY FOR THE YOUNG

We’re happy for the young,

Just look at what’s begun…

Guys have adored

This outfit before,

And for each generation to come!

–J.E.C.

TOO LATE…NOW

You see her eyes are waiting

For the shoe to drop…

“What will he say awkward today,

He’s unable to stop.

Hear those warning bells

Whenever he stops by…

Here where he dwells—

I have to watch this guy!

He and she were friends,

Friendly, anyway…

Until he shot his mouth off

Pulling away.

What was an enjoyable job,

Became a little riskier…

He is sad when he sees

Her eyes concerned not mistier!

–J.E.C.

HE DID IT–NO EVIL TWIN!

Alas his evil twin,

Tried to implicate him…

The man’s “old nature”

In nomenclature,

Had influenced his whim!

Showcasing body parts,

Some consider arts…

But from which side–

The dark or the light–

The answer judges the art.

Removing the object in question,

Increasingly moral suggestion…

Is good for the soul–

The evil twins’ null–

Improving Scriptural digestion!*

–Jonathan Caswell

*1st Peter 3: 7 refers to wives…applies to all woman-folk, in the doing of Christian love!

EYES OPENED YET WIDER!

His eyes opened to truth,

He saw, alack and forsooth…

Eyes for detail

Left them in travail,

He was being, in fact, uncouth!

He wasn’t “on the hunt”

But ladies took the brunt…

Of comments sexual

Not contextual

But taken by them as an affront.

Compliments aren’t always,

Women are security-based…

Sensitivity

Is necessary

In not appearing sex-crazed!

(And my apologies to all I have offended!)

–Jonathan Caswell

“OLD GUY”

The old guy thought it routine,

To let the young woman clean…

He wasn’t watching

When she was snatching

Anything worth some green.

What he watched was her’s,

Captivated by her curves…

Being taken

By a girl  shaking

Him down–is this what he deserves?

Ethical factors aside,

He knows he’s being denied…

His kind of dreaming

Is foolish scheming,

Some days he’s fit to be tied.

–J.E.C.