Harbinger

SIGH…THAT END IS A KILLER! ONE OF THE FEW PRINT-ON-BLACK I COULD REALLY READ CLEARLY—AND ONE OTHER BLOGGER’S.

thenewleaf2016

the impassioned euphoria, 
the feel-good wintery dreams,
the overcast sky,
appearing like a clean slate,
blue and clear
the stereotype flummery,
sometimes irritates me,
the warmth 
as if gone for a long leave,
even in the holidays time!
and love is reserved,
for equals
or more equals
don't ask..
why not for less equals
or less privileged,
for i  have evolved like this
for years
for my benefits
i don't see the darkness,
behind the sparkling lights
on the streets,
crying faces,
with a lid of despair,
know, by this time,
how unmoved,
the brothers and sisters are
a fiasco of heart,
a zone of endangered compassion
feeling good,
with them
is a wonderful thing to do,
with a joystick of love
for the search engine of heart,
for looking out,
for the supreme light,
elsewhere,
is nothing but a profanity!

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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