A FRIEND’S CONCERN
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My friend, Karen, said to me,
Why do you frown sadly…
I didn’t know
My consternation showed,
BUT–apparently!
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I was puzzled by the cards in her teeth
Which she took out to speak…
Move eyebrows a tad
And I must look sad,
To know I’m really not…is relief!
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Unusual ’cause she rarely speaks,
Just smiles as out she streaks…
Tis a pleasure to know
I’m remembered so,
Because of my facial mystique!
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–Jonathan Caswell
THE LONG WALK
Unlike “THE LONG RIDE” movie,*
Where James Arness’ acting is moving…
This situation
Of consternation
Is rather less groovy!
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The Long Walk alluded,
Hopefully will be soon concluded…
Reconstruction inside
Lengthens the stride,
The timing of which must be prudent.
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Alas, the nearest mens’ room,
Is blocked off for now (sudden gloom)…
Getting relief
Is not so brief
Even for just a hair groom!
–Jonathan Caswell
* A Gunsmoke TV movie–1993
IT’S ALL IN THE TRANSLATION!
A moment of consternation,
Or was it a poor translation…
A poem about “Pie”
She said, “nice tie!”
So much for my imagination!
–Jonathan Caswell
AN INTIMATE PRICE
Six month’s of frustration,
Brought out by early certification…
Holding a grudge
That wouldn’t budge,
Then opened to the wife’s consternation.
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We had no receipts to declare,
Of the lateness we were unaware…
No time to collect,
Organize and select
This year it’s all up in the air.
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Over The Counter expenses spent
Could be totalled and reducing the rent…
Being caught flat
With no proof of that,
Was part of my seething “resent”.
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Anger brought into the open,
My wife was fervently hoping…
That I could forgive
Her part in the tiff,
Also blaming myself and moping.
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Praise to God, I could,
For give her and me to the good…
Sitting so long
On feelings that strong
Is a practice that nobody should!
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And now we’re reconciled,
‘Tis easy for me to be beguiled…
Not remembering that she
Can’t see as well as me,
To live with her with understanding* takes style.
–Jonathan Caswell
* 1st Peter 3:7
FROM TWO—ONE.
Today…recertification,
Our yearly education…
Someday we’ll be bright
And get it all right,
Not having mutual consternation.
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We didn’t have the right forms,
It turned out a can of worms…
Irena printed
The stuff hinted
That we’d lost somewhere in storms*
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I was able to, on the run,
Find the things to get the job done…
Between us two
My wife and I do
Manage when under the gun!
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For what it is worth, we’re a team,
Together we’ve answered our dreams…
Not always as wished
But enough dished
Out to see God’s love streams.
–Jonathan Caswell
* storms…as in falling paper piles? 😦
POOR MARTY CAT!!!
Marty Cat staring
From his window sill,
Watching birds flying
To and fro at will…
Up I spoke and
Broke his concentration,
Left he from his perch
In total consternation!
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 