Category Archives: Bronde hair color

HAVE YOU NOTICED?

People have more than one side,

Who knows what lurks inside…

Snap judgments

Make no sense,

Yours could be worse than their pride!

Outward appearances are

How some hitch to a star…

Scientific-ly

Handsome and pretty,

Most often chosen to spar.

‘Scuse man’s fascinatiuon

With features inspiring a nation…

baby bottles rule,

forget baby drool,

There’s ample documentation!

Having something to do with our lack,

You are welcome to smile back…

We can’t change

Or have minds rearranged,

We’d lose the joy of living==that’s a fact!

Some guys really are pricks,

Whose thoughts come on notepads and lips…

Spoiling it

For all men, to whit–

Prompting hostility up ticks.

–Jonathan Caswell

GRATITUDE FOR “MY” WOMEN

GRATITUDE FOR “MY” WOMEN

I would have come on my own,

But she said to bring the wife…

Can’t get away with “nothing”

But that’s how I prefer my life.

Even joking is dangerous

For what, in an instant, he’ll do…

Reminded of certain realities.

Makes his heart remain true.

What’s in a fertile imagination

I’m told in a man is okay….

But when he strikes out for “freedom”

He mustn’t slip away!

He loves his wife, but excitement

Of another woman looks fun…

Sometimes a loving reminder

Confirms you’re the only one!

He may not like his dreams dashed,

By the targets of his urge….

But he needs to face it–

Betrayal is not a loving word!

–Jonathan Caswell

HE DAYDREAMS…

HE DAYDREAMS…ABOUT YOU!

He’ll neer say directly

But he dreams of you…

Very introspective,

He dreams of you in blue!

Green velvet brings out your eyes,

Pencil skirts would be great….

If help is needed to find a size

He’d gladly participate.

Day dreams go only so far

Exciting although they be…

You are the height of his daydreams

Even if you he’ll never see!

–Jonathan Caswell

HE’S SWEET ON SOMEONE

HE’S SWEET ON SOMEONE

His is emotionally

Attached to someone he sees…

Willingness per view

Is nothing new,

For years, near-automatically!

He doesn’t dare name names,

To much risk that doing so shames….

Him and /or her

Better, as it were,

Keep on with his excuses lame.

In honest reality,

He’s sweet on nearly all he sees…

That are of a mind

Both open and kind,

A give-and-take mentality.

Certain ones do catch his eye,

Reveal…he won’t even try…

Suffice to say

Some blow him away,

But he’d be lost without his “Di.”

(His wife’s nickname)

–Jonathan Caswell

DEDICATED TO  eh, MANY kind souls…FOXY FEMALES ALL!  😀

AND SUDDENLY SHE’S GONE!

AND SUDDENLY SHE’S GONE!

(To all the Lady bloggers who change format, leave Word Press or don’t come around anymore…after I’ve grown to love, admire and need them!)

(With sorrowful cries to  one in particular!)

Another woman draws apart,

Taking a portion of heart…

I know it’s not fair

To keep her here,

But her leaving does smart!

I’m hardly more than sideshow

Of the hundreds of people to know…

My growing attached

Suddenly despatched,

Leaves this blog host feeling low

I hold no right to any,

But tied in friendship to many…

As much as is

For a poet like me,

Who longs for sisters and Mammy!

So go off–you’ll be fine.

I’ll get off this jag of mine…

People collecting

We should be rejecting,

But for losing you, I pine.

–Jonathan Caswell

THE GUY WHO LOST IT…

THE GUY WHO LOST IT…

The guy who recently “lost it”,

Whose manhood is not a threat…

Still has a brain that functions–

He hasn’t  lost  all of it yet!

He likes the luscious looking,

Faves he has in fact…

Commenting he won’t be brooking

But is less likely to act.

His compliments of people

He keeps closer to the chest…

Experience in business climates

He does what is best.

–Jonathan Caswell

BEHOLD…THE BRONDE

BEHOLD….THE BRONDE

A new kind of color of hair,

I doubt that I was aware…

The color of “bronde”

Brunette yet blonde,

From looks it’s not always clear.

Brunette with blonde accents,

Otherwise it doesn’t make sense…

These hair salons

Do go on,

How many ways can they color rinse?

–Jonathan Caswell