MONTH OF MAY PLEASURES
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Last night I spied a deer
Up the driveway, not near,
Roaming the grounds,
Looked me up and down
And went off without fear!
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Lilac flower’s perfume
My nostrils gladly consume…
Delicate breeze
Without a sneeze,
Morning, night and afternoon
.–Jonathan Caswell
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FUR-BRAINED FELINES
You Tube compilations
Of cat concentrations…
Mirrors and jumps
And into bath dumps,
Expose tintinnabulations!
–Jonathan Caswell
TOYING WITH TANKA
Been taken as a fool
A two-hundred dollar school,
Burning with laughter
Their laughter–smiling at me
Smilingly to the bank vault!
–J.E.C.
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Successful robins
Pulling worms out at their will
Feeding generation
Filling nests of happy broods
Serenading the damp woods!
–J.E.C.
STIR NOT UP LOVE OUT OF ITS TIME!
(Opinion, based upon Song of Songs 2:7)
Song of Solomon two: seven,
Reminding of the right time for heaven…
Out of context
Is frustrating sex,
Add reason to loaves with leaven.
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Sing and dance while you’re young,
Older folks, more foolishly done…
Appointed seasons
Make good reasons
Accepting you are also-run!
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Pressure without outlet
Just how stupid we get…
Romance out of time
Invites inner grime
When we are told, “NYET!”.
–Jonathan Caswell
THE PLATEAU
Why does he not progress,
AÂ subconscious reason I’d guess…
Gets less attention,
Social intervention,
Riding on the healing express?
–Jonathan Caswell
PEANUTS, ANYONE?
Old boxes accumulate fast,
From mail order warehouses vast…
Foam peanuts will
End in landfills,
Where birds eat them as their last.
–Jonathan Caswell
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!
NOT SO BIRD-BRAINED
Animals and birds migrate south,
Often going hand-to-mouth…
Others store fat
To make sure that
Resources don’t run out!
–Jonathan Caswell
A CRASS LIMERICK
A voice like that so whiny,
Reminds one of the loud and slimy…
If she were his own
He’d not only groan
But give her a whack on her heinie!
–Jonathan Caswell
AN AUTUMN SILENCE
Gone are the chirps of cicada and kin,
Gone are the songs of birds…
Cooler weather has rolled in
And wind-driven rain disturbs.
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Silent pitter-patter on our canopied walk,
Foreshadowing a different sound…
Sidewalls await installation
Shielding from sudden snow squalls.
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Rain-soaked ground is soil prepared
For a solid winter freeze…
Bugs and turtles soon prepare
The wait until a warm springtime breeze.
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 