Category Archives: A-B-C-B- poetry

SKIRT MATERIALS

Skirting ordinary fabric,

Designers look for the new…

Can we bend sheet rubber

Or muslin sheets redo?

Often for interesting patterns

Not on normal cloth…

Or a texture’s uniqueness,

Shiny, rough or both!

Skirt materials vary,

To cover what’s underneath…

Whatever is used should be opaque,

Giving the wearer less grief!

–Jonathan Caswell

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DO FAIRIES GET HOT AND BOTHERED?

He’s not trying to suggest crime,

Just-how do they spend their time…?

Mystic immortal

Or flung through a portal,

Do they go through a nesting time?

Far be it for him to flutter

innuendo and peanut butter…

Female in form

But how are they born,

Please be patient, I’m  trying not to stutter!

Fairies mature and mild,

When give opportunity…

Will they choose adult pursuits

Or Ring Around the Rosie?

Fascinating these questions all,

A topic to discuss…

They are after all–

Just a little like us!

–Jonathan Caswell

BLOW IT OUT YOUR EARS–OR CYLINDERS!!!

We humans use “Debrox”

To clean wax from our ears…

Syringing with warm water

A hearing patient cheers….

But a steam locomotive

Blasts cylinders out with steam,

Ridding excess water

And the insides nice and clean!

–J.E.C.

*DEBROX softens accumulated ear canal wax—it’s the brand we Caswells use (no commercial endorsement  necessarily implied).

A SPRITE WHISPERED

A SPRITE…whispered in my ear,

Where have our people gone….

Something called “Democracy”

They claim has gone terribly wrong!

They ignore us despite our cries,

They say the winner’s wrong…

They look at us with evil eyes

No more to sing our songs?

They claim all the voters are

taken by a plot…

They’re not happy with the choice

that the people got?

Even sprites and fairies know

That corruption is evil…

but will these former friends see that—

Maybe they never will!

I guess like Puff the Dragon,

Who lived by the sea….

these spoiled children are no friends

Of folks thinking positively!

How we miss our friends who were

filled with love who now hate…

When will they stop this foolish quest

and come to us and celebrate?

–Jonathan Caswell

Poet and friendly to fairies in general.  😀

 

 

PSALM 120: 6-7 AN OPINION

There are times I’d like to be under a rock

When arrows of hate fly by…

When  mobs shouting slogans are the ones being cocked

As a rapid-fire gun letting fly!

I preach peace and understanding

Of a human as evil as they…

But if they don’t get what they want this very second

Rational people are blown away!

Do you know the rulers who denied and ignored you

Are the very hateful ones yelling charge?

Higher-ups in the background. egging you forward

Only want their power enlarged?

“Progressives” don’t care about your families

Your finding jobs or taking a breath

Of freedom–they desire you stay dependent

And if desired–send you to death.

Raging at beck and call of professional handlers

Is not the way to be free…

Stop and think who you are really serving,

Will you listen to reason—MAYBE?

I call for peace and understanding

Not hate and blind fury…

Mobs tear down walls and break into disorder,

The reasoned among you better hurry!

On this rock I stand,

who will stand with me?

Will anyone see danger in the wind?

If no one else can vouch for a jury

Then civil rule may soon end!

An Opinion Piece–the Scripture says, in effect, “when I am for peace, they are for war!”

WHO HERE IS REALLY FOR WAR,

OR CAN SEE THE LOOMING DANGER OF RIOTING MOBS CAUGHT UP WITH ONE IDEA—NOT CARING FOR ANYONE’S OR ANYONE ELSE?

wake up you people.

–Jonathan Caswell, poet with as much right to his opinion as those being encouraged to riot in the streets—or trumpet hate here!

NOT POPULAR? HOLD FIRM.

Looking through my past posts,

Especially my writing…

I see that many stand alone

Few LIKES inviting.

At least one recent post,

I hesitate parlaying…

To my valued friends

Because I hear what they’re already saying!

So even if a movement of “one”

Determined and dogged be…

Perhaps some day you’ll catch my eye

And be reblogged–you’ll see!

–Jonathan Caswell

IS FREEDOM ENOUGH?

Freedom for MY words,

Complicated by belief…

Sticks in someone’s craw

The filtering is brief.

Yet in this place here,

We fill each other’s joy…

Speaking praising love

In all aspects employed.

Truly I am loved

In ways not fully understood…

God gave us blogging

And declared it good!

–Jonathan Caswell