The nature of who I am,
So sorry to post and scram…
Wife want eating
Three meals completing,
I’l come back here if I can!
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This blogs my poetry,
Finding mine is the key…
SEARCH: “Caswell”–
Most are revealed,
Written heroically!
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As to the prompt–almost any–
Subject inspiring–many…
Three or four styles
Bring you smiles,
A Christian blog not like any?
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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
It sounds controversial
For a Christian to appeal…
To believers of all other gods
To lend their aid and deal…
With the human suffering
Of two major hurricanes
Families of many faiths
Enduring loss and pain!
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Even if you have no god,
Please think good thoughts to heal…
It’ll be a long time till many folks
Return to an even keel;
This is what my Dad might have done
In his liberal theology…
Reaching out to all concerned
With no apology!
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I’ m thinking of a special friend,
A blogger fresh and true…
Known as Holly Hunter
And other Floridians, too;
Her “House of Heart” is quiet till
She survives the storm….
I repeat my concern
For her a colleagues’ love is warm!
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To our knees, lotus positions, or however you access the divine—for the sake all storm victims!
It must take courage to pose,
In plain or fancy clothes…
The public eye
(including guys),
In essence the whole world she shows!
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More for a purpose than money–
Some responses are rummy–
Courageous means
Fulfilling fond dreams,
Good reason to flatten that tummy!
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Amateurs know whom they are,
Accepting themselves above par…
Not letting shape
Become like red tape,
But showing we all can star!
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–Jonathan Caswell
Image of Demi Monde…courtesy Demi Monde!
All kinds of stories about Him,
Major magazines by their whim…
Pile up “facts”
From historical “acts”
Pushing faith so thin.
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Glorious videotography,
Impressing the simple like me…
Easily swayed
With not much aid,
Cast doubt on Jesus’ deity!
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“Christian scholars” are used,
In programs where faith is disabused…
Faith in God’s word
Portrayed as absurd,
Is implied and accused.
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Subtle persuasion proceeds,
knocking support from God’s deeds…
Historical’s fine
But draw the line,
Or your Accuser succeeds!’-
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I’ve heard the insults of men,
And arguments of religion…
That cunningly catch
Your faith dispatch,
Woo you to legalism!
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Stand firm even to stand,
Don’t be deceived even then…
Christ is your King
Give God everything,
Don’t stay submerged in you sin.
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–Jonathan Caswell
A SPRITE…whispered in my ear,
Where have our people gone….
Something called “Democracy”
They claim has gone terribly wrong!
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They ignore us despite our cries,
They say the winner’s wrong…
They look at us with evil eyes
No more to sing our songs?
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They claim all the voters are
taken by a plot…
They’re not happy with the choice
that the people got?
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Even sprites and fairies know
That corruption is evil…
but will these former friends see that—
Maybe they never will!
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I guess like Puff the Dragon,
Who lived by the sea….
these spoiled children are no friends
Of folks thinking positively!
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How we miss our friends who were
filled with love who now hate…
When will they stop this foolish quest
and come to us and celebrate?
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–Jonathan Caswell
Poet and friendly to fairies in general. 😀
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Freedom for MY words,
Complicated by belief…
Sticks in someone’s craw
The filtering is brief.
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Yet in this place here,
We fill each other’s joy…
Speaking praising love
In all aspects employed.
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Truly I am loved
In ways not fully understood…
God gave us blogging
And declared it good!
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–Jonathan Caswell
I know, great distances here,
But he holds this blogger dear…
Two of a kind
Of separate mind,
His affection for her is clear.
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He rhymes his poetry,
Her verses run deeply…
Into one’s soul
Romance oft the goal,
Which he avoids discretely
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Her domicile SEEMS FAR,
Perhaps better to stay where they are…
A hug would be nice–
He’d ask for it thrice,
Before getting back in his car!
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–Jonathan Caswell
(A friendship…in case anyone questions Poet’s motives.)
People we miss and love,
Missing or taken above…
Oh how we miss
Their joy or hiss,
Their gentle comments or rough!
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Among them is Esther Ling,
She was in the lesbian thing…
Opposite were we
But she was a Mommy,
Ran to her when figuratively I needed mothering!
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Numerous friends I had in school,
Have slipped or drove away (I’m the fool)…
Some I drove away
Or ignored to this day,
Elementary through college kept only two
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Bloggers–many follow some not–
Never sure of how many give you thought…
Over a thousand mine
To whom I give little time,
Just a handful of their blogs I’ve sought!
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Surrounded by my family we are,
Been slow to contact any (my par)…
Younger ones I don’t know
As familiar ones go,
What can I do, having delayed thus far?
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Does any of this make sense,
Is loss of your friends as immense…
I’m sure it is–
Friends we miss,
We remember our friends in the past tense!
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–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 