Troubles

THERE YA ARE!!!!!

Ruelha

I trouble the troubles that attempt to trouble.
I trouble those troubles a lot more than double.
The troubles that troubled me have already crumbled.
I enjoyed troubling the troubles that once troubled.

I do not worry about all the things that must worry.
Because I'm still walking, not done with this journey.
I no longer live in an opaque water bubble.
So, I trouble the troubles that sought to trouble.

Meant to be a nervous wreck with anxiety.
Full of depression, a case for psychiatry.
But here I stand enjoying troubling the troubles.
Almost done, burying them with a cross-shaped shovel.

You should have calculated before causing me discomfort.
I am not letting go; seven times you must reimburse.
I am so enjoying troubling the troubles.
Broken scales expecting me to instead grumble.

Problems and issues, unresolved they cannot stay. 
Because I eat mouthfulls at His buffet…

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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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