WARM YOGURT
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Warm yogurt starts to tingle,
As buggies within start to mingle…
And before long
They’ll break out in song,
Singing the company’s jingle!
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–Jonathan Caswell
WARM YOGURT
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A CORDUROY SKIRT & JACKET
A CORDUROY SKIRT AND JACKET
(sing to THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS)
A corduroy jacket
And skirt are going to be
The next sewing project
My love does, you see…
She’ll make it from material
That cost a lot of “dough”
But I do like the pattern
And will love her in it so!
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Oh, the patterned blue fabric,
A fancy corduroy…
Is worth the glow in her eyes
When I paid for this joy;
She’ll have her new sewing machine
Which I guess I’ll set up too,
And help her with the making of
Until the set is through!
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We can’t afford to hire help
Except for a tip or two,
This pattern cost a lot to get
But she’s not feeling blue…
Except to say my illness brought
Her project to a halt,
Just taking over for her love
She did not find me fault.
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My BLUE SAPPHIRE OF JOHNSBURG (see Archives!)
Is the best one for me,
She takes up the slack I bore
And responsibility…
The least I can do for my love
Is allow a corduroy bolt,
To help her smile a good long while
And scamper like a colt! 😀
–Jonathan Caswell
CHRISTMAS READY
CHRISTMAS READY
What is it–two more weeks?
To finish the list that one seeks…
But who seeks Christ
In the Stable of Lights,
Instead of a riotous feast?
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Abandoned Christian rites,
By those seeking other sights…
Has the Babe gone pagan,
Replaced by a flagon
Of mead…duly spiced?
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Those of us with faith,
Can we say our souls are safe…
Little preparation
Receiving salvation,
From the One virgin gestation?
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Two weeks to receive our King
Let Heaven and earth ring…
In the hearts of His people
Under every steeple,
And whomever in which Christ’s joy might spring!
–Jonathan Caswell
EXIT THE CHASE
EXIT THE CHASE
(Poetic blogger’s philosophy)
Since he hasn’t the time
To pursue women inclined…
He thinks it okay
When they come HIS way
To then lay down a dime.
–Jonathan Caswell
HOLIDAY HAIKU
HOLIDAY HAIKU
Temperature jumps,
“Cold season” drips and sneezes…
Economic boosts!
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Thanksgiving over,
Turkey soup with lots of fat…
Should have known better!
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Black Friday turned week,
Jingle makers sing their songs…
Santa’s tandom sleigh!
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Sun shines on our tree,
Ads run for all charities…
God’s Gift…is coming!
–Jonathan Caswell
FRAGRANT FORGETFULNESS
FRAGRANT FORGETFULNESS
Being absent-minded ain’t fun,
My beef stew was overdone…
Burned in fact,
My wife–with tact–
Showed the pot needed scrubbbing–a ton!
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I wasn’t feeling well,
Repeatedly asleep I fell…
The half-power burner
Was a real stomach turner,
But I slept through that smoky hell.
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To salvage the meat I’ll fry,
Less-valued in my dear wife’s eye…
She cleaned the mess
I started heedless
Of my wish to not have things fry!
–Jonathan Caswell
A MEDICAL DISCOVERY
A MEDICAL “DISCOVERY”
Discovered a device medical,
The mention of which sounds heretical…
For drainage scads
They use sanitary pads,
To save on soaked bandaged spectacles!
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Unlike in Rehab., it gets lonely
Being with the wife only…
Visiting nurses
Bring one who converses
While bandaging feet–none are homely.
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Satisfying the folks who look
At my poetry book…*
This Christian rebel
Wrote “Peter The Pebble,”
To which one nurse’s children have took!
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At four AM it’s quiet,
Unlike a June morning’s riot…
Birds on the wing
Aren’t expected to sing,
Where they once were–till springtime when they return once again in my neighborhood–to try it!
–Jonathan Caswell
* my poetry book…available ate amazon.com, and elsewhere…SPIRIT-LED LIMERICKS AND OTHER CHRISTIAN POETRY, by Jonathan Caswell…I bought a limited number of both the regular and Large Print editions to sell/give away/lend out as needed!
THEY SAID WHAAAAT?
THEY SAID WHAAAAT?
I know my accent is funny,
But answers I get are rummy…
“No pain,” I say–
Take some anyway–
The pain will make you jumpy.
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Came home to a situation,
So many on dish assignation….
No one will ask
How we do the task,
Just add more complication!
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And when you DO ASK they follow
Systems they don’t want to swallow…
We’ll do it OUR WAY
Or else we won’t play,
Do it all yourself tomorrow.
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Look a gift horse in the mouth,
It’s like you’re throwing them out…
You need the help
So stifle the yelp,
Or be left alone in your “ouch.”
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It must feel great looking down
With “compassion” on those around…
You show your caring
By your victims’ despairing
That anything they remember be found!
–Jonathan Caswell
(sometimes you get what you pay for….or not!)
MONDAY DOLDRUMS
MONDAY DOLDRUMS
Rain on the roof drumming
Tattoos in time with ho-humming…
It is Monday,
No more time to play,
Back to the schedule numbing!
–Jonathan Caswell
OCTOBER HAIKU
OCTOBER HAIKU
Favorite season,
Colors from life on display…
Hidden until now.
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Birth and death at once,
Mine and that of my Mother…
Sorrow leaves fall down!
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Orange and green, both,
Barrenness not yet in view…
Hopeful transitions!
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October people
Balancing light and darkness…
Creating wonder!
😀
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 