THE IDIOT LEARNED!

Jonathan Caswell:

DON’T MIND ME…!

Originally posted on OUR POETRY CORNER:

THE IDIOT LEARNED!

Some men observe everything

By nature looking for a ring…

      A single man will

      As part of his drill,

Before trying to do his thing.

There was a man, maybe you’ve seen him,

Or (perish the thought) even BEEN him…

      His single days gone

      But his “wander” was strong,

Had nary a love life but dreamin’.

He knew his emotional twitch,

Too often on a woman would hitch…

      For no reason at all

      For her he’d fall,

With no chance of scratching the itch.

He loved his wife a lot

And didn’t want her caught…

      By indiscretions of his

      Stupidity, viz-a-viz

Doing what he knew better not.

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When working with women near by,

He paid attention to his inner cry…

      He used eye control

      Preserving the goal,

Fidelity—easy to spy.

If he…

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Die Sprache der Blumen und der/die KunstsammlerIn – Bericht vom KunstSalon am Dienstag – Susanne Haun

Jonathan Caswell:

I AM A GREAT FAN OF REDHEAD CREATIVITY EVEN IF I DON’T UNDERSTAND ANY GERMANIC LANGUAGES.

Originally posted on Susanne Haun:

Der gestrige KunstSalon am Dienstag in meinem Atelier fand großes Interesse und ich möchte mich bei Ulli Gau vom Café Weltenall für die interessante Diskussion und bei Cordula Syhre für die tatkräftige Hilfe bedanken.

Auch ein Dankeschön an alle Teilnehmer und an Claudia Jahnke, die uns wieder ihren Beamer zur Verfügung stellte.

KunstSalon am Dienstag bei Susanne Haun, Gast Ulli Gau (c) Foto von Susanne Haun KunstSalon am Dienstag bei Susanne Haun, Gast Ulli Gau (c) Foto von Susanne Haun

Wir hatten schon bei der Vorbereitung beim Hängen sehr viel Spaß! Cordula strukturierte unsere Gedanken und hatte den nötigen Abstand zu unseren Arbeiten, um sie harmonisch und kommunizierend zu platzieren.

 

KunstSalon am Dienstag bei Susanne Haun, Gast Ulli Gau (c) Foto von Susanne Haun KunstSalon am Dienstag bei Susanne Haun, Gast Ulli Gau (c) Foto von Susanne Haun

Ulli eröffnete den Salon mit ihren Ausführungen zum Thema Blumen. Sie ging auf die medizinische Wirkung, auf die Sprache und auf die Kommunikation mit Blumen ein.  Mich hat besonders die Kommunikation mit der Blume beeindruckt. In meinen Zeichnungen erforsche…

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Hubby’s Eye View (7 IMAGES)

Jonathan Caswell:

ALL I CAN SAY IS….BBBBBBRRRRRR!!!!!!

Originally posted on Petals Unfolding:

Now I come to the part of my Niagara Falls Journey as seen through hubby’s eyes.  This post is the second to last in this series of the images taken at Niagara Falls.  As I post each photo, I weave a tale, perhaps a poem as well.  Since hubby is being um stubborn, shall I say?, about learning how to edit images, I edited each photo below, and I took credit so that my name is on each photograph.  That shall be as it is until hubby decides to step into the world of digital photography.

Now I continue with the rest of my story …

As I have stated in some of my previous posts and numerous comments, this trip was not very fun, but in fact truly stressful for me.  I just wanted everything to be perfect, yet, not much was.  As you can clearly see in this…

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Jonathan Caswell:

SOMEONE’S UNIVERSE!!!!

Originally posted on Patrick Ryan Photography:

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poem of the day

Jonathan Caswell:

HER CONSTELLATIONS ARE HIS TO EXPLORE LOVINGLY!

Originally posted on the reformed flake:

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The stars across your skin

You cover them up at every opportunity,
hiding them from the world,
but I love the way they cover your skin,
sprinkled like clusters of sparkling constellations,
which I kiss leisurely under the night sky.
We entwine ourselves together,
and our breath intermingles in the space between our lips,
before that space is closed by the gentlest of brushes,
my lips against yours,
and my tongue traces the path of them dotted along your bottom lip,
and my hands brush the beautiful collections across your shoulders.

I pull back and look at you,
at the way they’re scattered across the bridge of your nose,
and the way they’re concentrated at your temples,
at the way you self-consciously smile and look away,
and I feel myself fall in love just that little bit more.

Soph x

p.s. German Pegasus is sparkling, beautiful, and fabulous, much like…

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The Pristine Balance: The Role of Wonder Woman in the DC Trinity

Jonathan Caswell:

LINDA CARTER REPRISES THE ROLE ON “ME-TV”.

Originally posted on thenerdsofcolor:

In honor of Women’s History Month…

Musician Janelle Monae has an empowering motto that she shares with other women: “Come in peace, but mean business.”

There couldn’t possibly be a better motto that sums up Wonder Woman, more specifically her role in the DC Trinity. Too often Wonder Woman is conflated for Super Woman, i.e., a female version of Superman and that couldn’t be further from the truth.

The Themysciran Princess has her own agency and a most vital purpose. She’s the pristine balance.

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EMOTIONAL CONNECTIONS

Jonathan Caswell:

MY FIRST FIANCE’…WHO EVENTUALLY FOUND SOMEBODY ELSE…AND DUMPED ME!

Originally posted on OUR POETRY CORNER:

(Image courtesy of http://www.riversiderv1.com)

EMOTIONAL CONNECTIONS

A long time ago it seems,

I thought I’d the girl of my dreams…

As a matter of course

She half-leased a horse,

And for Casius she held high esteem.

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She offered to have me ride her,

I was content to watch beside her…

When the girl mounted

The overview counted

For me as a vision preferred.

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She finally got me on a horse,

Almost as it were, by force…

She ridden with me

On an excursion train spree,

Tit-for-tat—was my turn, of course!

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My then-girlfriend liked to ride her

Horse with a glow deep from inside her…

Her rental was fun

And they oft moved as one,

As light and airy as a glider.

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A rent-a-horse’s feelings must be mixed,

For she must not play favorites betwixt…

But must do what she can

Whether woman or man,

Hoping for a…

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