I MEAN NO DISRESPECT
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The man began to howl,
With no kiss for his jowl…
Assistant Pastor
Got there faster
Than the snap of a wet towel!
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A wedding the man attended,
His emotions upended…
Those bridesmaids in line
Caused his pine,
Aware that he had no intended.
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The service that Sunday interrupted
By emotions kept and erupted…
It took time
For cries to unwind,
And counseling time adopted!
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–Jonathan Caswell
(Dedicated to a valued poet friend of mine!)
HE LOOKS BUT
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He looks but it’s not the same,
He won’t stare at “what’s her name”…
Passion near-gone,
Less likely to fawn
Over gorgeous women for whom he’d long.
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Seeing lovely details,
Before commitment pales…
What was exciting
Is less inviting,
The wind’s knocked out of his sails!
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A nice shapely blonde
Of whom he could be fond…
He’ll leave alone
He has no black tome,
To his wife he’d rather respond.
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–Jonathan Caswell
BACK TO GENESIS
(The beginning o a blog)
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I wish I’d kept track
Of the initial impact…
There were five or six
First blogger picks,
That graced my brand-new act.
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Some may have followed from
The blog which I had come …
Under another
Administration’s cover,
But marching to a different drum.
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I’ve forgotten who all may be,
It may have been four or three…
One or two still
Accept this handbill,
With many more added eventually!
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–Jonathan Caswell
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RAIN AROUND HERE
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Raining, not a danger of flood,
Up hill it’s mostly mud…
Farther down,
lawns may drown
But brown water whitecaps are good!
–
We worry for the septic tank,
For saturated soil smells rank…
Uphill or not
Odors brought
To the surface stank when soil’s dank.
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Digging basins won’t help us now,
But ridding all the water somehow…
Being down seven inches
Are we being rain “Grinches?”
And for nothing having a cow?
–
Farther out south and west,
Nothing has the chance to be guessed…
Too much water have they
And we all pray
that those areas get a rest.
–
And what of the mighty Blackstone,
River levels threaten anyone’s home…?
Probably nay,
Nor be washed away,
Although downstream might see a little come.
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–Jonathan Caswell
A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT…!
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Ghost stories start like this,
With an unexpected kiss…
Scaring the pants
Off of someone’s trance,
But the target knows something’s amiss.
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Going somewhere scary
Makes it worthwhile being wary…
Not all that’s good
Hides in a wood,
Of going alone– be wary!
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Not everyone learns
Those razors-in-apples concerns…
Keep your head
Avoid the undead,
And evil that would do you bad turns!
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–Jonathan Caswell
TAUNTING SELF
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Day dreams often may see
A part of them subconsciously…
A girl one wants
The subject of taunts,
Thoughts that one can see!.
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A particular case in point,
Putting a nose out of joint…
A gorgeous redhead you like
Cuddling a guy in spite,
Of your own troth you can’t anoint.
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Bubbling up feelings
Disturbing by their revealing…
What runneth deep
Despite efforts to keep
Hidden agendas concealing!
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With feelings all gone on the surface,
Are these revelations superfluous…
One’s memory
Has it’s cause to see
Feelings which now are turf-less!
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–Jonathan Caswell
REPENTANCE REVISITED
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A radio preacher said,
Repentance was more than in head…
One’s action must change
To rearrange,
The actual things you did.
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Unless it shows up in deeds,
No one repentance believes…
Getting out of the murk
Takes hard work,
You have to take care of those weeds!
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–Jonathan Caswell
EYES RIGHT!
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Eyes went right to her sweater,
Her bosom couldn’t look better…
A brief heart stab
But he didn’t blab,
Returning greetings to the letter!
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Her smile was just the same,
Her seated observer she named…
He greeted her
As an Officer,
Playing his part of the game.
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I don’t think she minded his viewing,
As long as there was no construing…
Of emotional claim
Or voicing of same,
Be careful in all he was doing!
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–Jonathan Caswell
CANDLE BURNING
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Candles burning mean fire,
The fire of our desire…
That single wick
Has a nasty trick
Of burning down when you retire.
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My problem gentle friends,
Is I burn it from both ends…
When dual-fired
I get extra tired,
How much sleep–that depends!
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A two-ended candle is weird,
Health effects of it feared…
Little rest
Functions not the best,
An illness invitational appears!
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–Jonathan Caswell
OCTOBER 14, 2014
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Just a year ago,
In pain I was walking slow…
Making a round
(Painful legs weren’t sound),
And my legs started to go!
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For weeks my rounds were reduced,
Because of the pain loosed…
Walking anywhere,
Didn’t know toe care
Was a major reason I felt noosed.
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Pulled myself up–heading back–
Knew I was in trouble no lack…
Fell a second time,
The Medical team stood in line
Watching me wait for a hack.
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Went to Memorial that night,
They found me a bed at first sight…
My infected toe
Was beyond saving, so
Amputation–oh, what a sight!
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–Jonathan Caswell
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