I Dream of Mom and Dad


Rum and Robots

Poem by Joni Caggiano – Photograph by Johannes Plenio (Pexels) – a 1 minute 7 second read

The sun was setting on my back, delighting me with fall whispers
Trails of auburn and ginger colors left kisses of white ribbons on my skin
An anole wiggled with his last taste of energy behind dried leaves
I heard a lone saxophone from an outdoor restaurant crying high notes
That is when I saw her, she was young again
Pulling up garden bulbs, her pride and joy in the sand
Green ferns were blowing notes her way as she began to dance
Oh no, this was no happenstance

Mama – I felt my lips move as the word traveled in the still muggy layers of my dream
Slowly turning, bare feet slightly in the air with pink toenails
I’m making chicken pastry tonight and a chocolate pie
Her glance was like a…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Poet, author, servant of God the Heavenly father and the Lord Jesus Christ...working out his salvation with fear and trembling. - Not trusting in his own deeds, but depending totally upon the finished sacrificial work of Jesus Christ to be, by God's reckoning, a new creature, clothed in Christ's righteousness...which mortal humankind can never attain by their own weak efforts, apart from faith in Christ's work on our behalf. - College-educated, yet wise enough to see that what a man does will not be his ultimate identity nor affect how God sees him or her. - Called by God to do a very difficult thing...apart from God's grace, mercy and strength...to love the sinner (which we all--by nature--are) but hate the sin, which is only paid through Christ, God's Son, - My own God-given gift is that of being a Poet..showing that in all parts of life...God has a loving part in it...as hard as that is to always understand or perceive...given life's realities! Come join me on my journey of discovery?.

4 thoughts on “I Dream of Mom and Dad

      1. jonicaggiano

        Thank you Jonathan so much. My prayer and hope with my blog is to reach people who have lived the same way to offer hope and also to acknowledge the fact that those of us that survived are “Warriors” and stronger as a result of our experiences. It doesn’t mean we can’t or don’t get sad from time to time, as I certainly still do, and I wish my parents would have been with me longer. Thank you so much for your gracious comment my friend, and again the reblog. Have a blessed weekend. Love Joni

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