Category Archives: a coming storm

“DISAGREE WITH ME–YOU HAVE NO HEART”

Like redheads with “no souls”

Emotion takes the controls…

Illegally

They came in to be,

These “Dreamers” want no controls!

Hissy fits about laws

Immigration, illustrate flaws…

Anarchy reigns

Paid for by insane,

Billionaires who want you stained!

The former President is no gentleman

But has harnessed emotional phlegm…

Hidden government

And populist assent,

Began screwing the people back then.

I’m sorry my dear–you are wrong,

Real progress isn’t an emotional throng….

Snap judgment words

Show up the absurd,

Nature of a brainwashed throng!

a political/social opinion post…

For a fellow poet I love beyond words…,but disagree with  much of the time, outside of our craft.  If only you knew how silly you sound!

Love and respect,

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

 

 

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ONLY PHONEY BALONEY?

Had to see what is true,

When media screw…

News stories

To mirror their creeds,

With an objective to undo?

Yellow and jingo once printed,

Are nothing compared to hate printed….

Open rebellion

Looks Orwellian,

By big financiers it’s rented.

FOX NEWS is giving in

To the liberal din…

Instead of balancing

Progressive thinking,

Surrender is made to their sin.

–A Political Opinion Poem–by Jonathan Caswell

 

FIRESTORM MATERIAL–POLITICAL

Progressives and liberal thought,

Have in common aspects of a cult…

What’s in their minds

To all else blinds,

Even the adverse result!

They dote on their reality,

Make up their own legacies…

Although not True

Nothing they’ll rue–

But blame conspiracies!

These political philosophies are built.

On principles just like  cults…

A central believe

THEIR  reality’s chief,

And all others are wrong  despite result!

Thus, a new “religion”

Threatens us with its contagion…

Are you Christ’s

Or liberal acolytes,

There is no middle decision!

Yet still be advised,

No hope from the other side…

Conservatives too

Are human in view,

With much to be decried.

You Christians out there beware–

Choose either Christ or there…

Christ is real–

Liberals conceal–

Are you wheat or tares?

–An Opinion poem…based on personal study and observation of cultic behavior…and that of politically “liberal” or “progressive” believers and politicians.

 

 

TOUCHING OUR DREAMS

Illustration from the Friendly Fairy tales blog.

Hiding from life when it screams,

Off to magical scenes…

How we wish

For a mystical stitch,

To shore up all of our seams!

People choose believing

What actually is deceiving…

Taking them far

From who they are,

Another existence conceiving!

Some do this to refresh,

Write stories cherished best…

Some merely hide

Reality denied,

Until their lives again mesh.

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

GOD HOUSE, OH GOD HOUSE!*

Little stone pagodas,

In some garden corners…

Garden protection

By spirit direction.

Not wanting any reformers!

For those who believe,

These little houses conceived…

To spirits open

Gardeners hoping,

Blessing s are on the way!

For Christians, this garden art,

Tempts those who escaped  this part…

Of pagan belief

It is no relief,

Knowing spirits here park!

Some claim these are ornamental,

And we shouldn’t be judgmental…

If one has escaped

Being spirit chased,

Getting rid of these is fundamental!

When I see these—will they be removed?

No–each one chooses spirit truth…

We can pray

You’ll toss them away,

But it is your choice and your roof!

–Jonathan Caswell

*Please note that the subject of this poem is the author’s own opinion—no guarantees that either the provider of the illustration or anyone else believes as I do.  My friends have their own opinions and beliefs. Not everyone may be aware of what these cute stone pagodas represent, which I feel I should point out–then leave the deciding up to each person to decide for themselves!–Jonathan E. Caswell  I still love all you fellow bloggers!  🙂

An Opinion Poem

Image from the Friendly Fairy Tale Blog!

 

HAIL IN JUNE!

Like kids at a new place lighted,

Employees get all excited…

LOOK AT THAT HAIL

What can it nail,

Are the flowers all blighted?

Like kids at the store,

Camera phones score…

White colored lawns

And bushes beat down,

Did you hear that thunder roar?

Now patches of blue hue

Tell that this storm is through…

No more crowd

At the door talking loud,

Did our cars make it safely through?

–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

 

ABLE TO BE DISABLED?

His doctor says this he should do,

His social worker, too…

Would he qualify

When give the eye,

He’s not so sure he’d get through!

It means being out of work

A whole year, of being inert…

A chance he’d take–

Make or break–

If failure he’s left in the dirt.

According to rules on line,

He might not make it this time…

Discomfort and pain–

He can drive all the same–

And nowhere near the fine line!

He thinks: put up with his leg’s,

Discomfort in order to beg…

The question at hand

Understand,

He has things that he can’t renege.

–Jonathan Caswell