Category Archives: Caswell limerick-styled poetry

A PRESENT DANGER

A PRESENT DANGER

An armory broken into,

That’s just down the street (YOO-HOO!!!?)…

Security’s tightened

The big boss seems frightened

Of a neighboring mosque, too!!!

No more blogging for me,

Alertness he wanted to see…

I hope in-betwixt

One camera’s fixed

The main gate will be easier to see.

By the time we close the gate

It might be way too late…

We don’t have clear views

Of that gate to use,

Which could affect the Company’s fate.

–Jonathan Caswell

YOUR CLOTH PRAYER CLOSET (MATTHEW 6:6)

YOUR CLOTH PRAYER CLOSET

(MATTHEW 8:8)*

A story about Yom Kippur**

The truth of which I’ve been assured…

Under their prayer shawls

Men confess it all,

Out loud–purification ensured!

Prayer shawls are their secret places

Mrs. Wesley put her apron o’er her  face as…+

Her closet of prayer,

Herr covering over hair

Alone with God faces-to-faces.

Confess then repent of your sin,

And God will gladly step in…

Make you His child,,

Tame your wild

Nature and He’ll live within.

Confessing one’s sins is terrific,

But only if very specific…

General terms

God’s answer won’t earn,

Confession by mouth is intrinsic!***

That synagogue at Yom Kippur,

Shouted their sins to be sure…

Not one escaped

But was caught by its nape

And covered by God’s love secure!

–Jonathan Caswell

Scriptures used in the preparation of this poem include:

* Also see…Numbers 15: 37-41; Deuteronomy 22: 12; Romans 10: 9-10; Acts 8: 22; Isaiah 55: 6-7; and  Psalm 32: 5.

** Yom Kippur…the holiest time in the Jewish faith, where one confesses and repents of sin and is purified for the coming year.

*** Confession by mouth…Romans 10: 9-10; Acts 8: 22.

+ Mrs. Wesley refers to the mother of John and Charles Wesley….from John Wesley’s biography.

THE ENVIOUS ARTIST

THE ENVIOUS ARTIST

Listening to music stations,

A medium for imaginations…

Imagined feelings

From guitar squealings,

In various concentrations.

How can  poetry do that?

With no notes to play it falls flat…

One needs education

For elucidation

Of all the information  we chat.

Yet…poets by word combination

CAN…invoke imagination…

Emotions as well,

Tend to swell

When stirred by anticipation.

But mediums different see

Different ways to move me…

Each have their own

Seeds to be sown,

’tis foolish for so much envy!

–Jonathan Caswell

PLUS SIZES

PLUS SIZES

He’s afraid someone will fuss,

Attracted to the lower end of “plus…”

Semi-wide hips

Bring smiles to his lips,

Too much fat and he’s gone on the bus!

He bought into

A certain beauty school…

Breast size doesn’t matter

As long as they are no fatter,

He hates when he is fooled.

Unfortunately for him

Most women want thinner than him…

I’m sure he’s nice

But most don’t look twice,

His dating prospects were grim.

–Jonathan Caswell

N SCALE ALCO’S

N SCALE ALCOS

American Locomotive COmpany,

Their products are alright by me…

Smaller ALCOs you spot,

For me, I’ve a lot,

Of each model at least two or three!

N scale doesn’t take up much room,

But neither can you hear the “VAROOM!”…

I recently found

N scale can have sound,

In an RS-1 soon, I’d assume!

-My Road Switcher ones, teos and threes,*

Will all be afixed with “KA-DEE’s”…**

Easy switching of freight,

A prototype trait,

Running it anywhere one may please!

–Jonathan Caswell

* Road Switcher….”R,S, -1,2,3″

**”KA-DEE”‘s….Now Mircotrains…offshoot of the same company, producing workable knuckle couplers that look more like the real train couplers than other brands.

“SLEEPLESS IN WORCESTER”

“SLEEPLESS IN WORCESTER”

(No relation to that movie about Seattle)

I’m sleepless in old Worcester,

I’ll take a triple expresso on a coaster…

Working straight out

I have no doubt,

By Saturday night I’ll need a booster!

Fourteen days straight, helping to cover

For my working buddy, grieving his Mother…

Can someone find quick

Sympathy cards in Arabic,

I wouldn’t do that for any other.

Want to attend  church but may just sleep

Considering the hours I’ll keep…

His weekend days are double shifts,

Only one of which is my gift,

The other day, our boss will keep.

–Jonathan Caswell

SEMI-CANELESS

SEMI-CANELESS

Regaining some balance is he,

But not quite effortlessly…

He walks, we found,

With his cane off the ground

But it’s there for stability!

He does the long hallway at work

But stops sometimes with a jerk…

Easily tires,

And perspires,

His feet occasionally hurt.

He’s slowly gaining ground,

Surgeon says he has to slim down…

To heal  a good measure

Needs to decrease the pressure

On the foot to make it sound.

–Jonathan Caswell

LUNCH BREAK WALKING

LUNCH BREAK WALKING

The trio are in for the day,

Circling parking that-away…

The daily affair

To get air,

Helps the rest of their day.

Instead of a ho-hum lunch,

Many go out in a bunch

Or ones and twos

Paying their dues

Endorphin  collecting–my hunch.

In extremely bad weather

Hallways and gym work together…

To provide

Endorphin side,

Effects so folks feel better!

–Jonathan Caswell

GE-TV

GE-TV

Thought I’d missed the message of John Hagee,

Till I found him “Live” on GE-TV…*

At work on my machine

Seeing the service live is keen,

But it’s been a while since a live service for ,e!

Normally on TV it’s just the sermon,

By the second music special I was squirming,,,

Announcements and offertory

Weren’t the end of the story,

When were we going to get to Bible learning?

All those musicians can’t be for free,

Not like my church where it’s all voluntary…

The sign of success these days

Is if a ministry pays,

They do do a lot in Christ’s ministries!

Matt Hagee said…stand for the Word of God,

Then started preaching–seemed a little odd–

Expecting people to clap

with their bibles ready on tap,

He eventually got to harvesting Bible sod.

The people sat and he went on on preaching,

About tolerance but not for Truth once reaching…

To the soul of our nation

Until obliteration,

By those intolerant of our Founder’s teaching.

It’s been a while since seeing a whole service

On the air–admittedly I was nervous…

Not used to common delays,

Time for announcements and praise,

Impatience is one thing I was formerly impervious.

–Jonathan Caswell

* GE-TV is “GLOBAL EVANGELISM TELEVISION” available on line.

ANOTHER “CONQUEST” HITS THE DUST.

ANOTHER “CONQUEST” HITS THE DUST!

“Another one bites the dust,”**

Says a song folks have discussed…

Some say conquest

Fits a man best,

Without—it’s hard to adjust.

We’ve done it various ways,

Channeling it for praise…

Getting someone bathed

In the whirl pool saved

Me from being defeated those days.

I guess also poetry

Is challenge and conquest for me…

Building blog following

Without wallowing

In pride’s important to me.

But taken too far I lose,

Followers that I’d chose…

To push the line

Past what’s refined

Where that person began to feel used.

Went for conquest on E-bay,

Until all the money went away…

An addiction to stop

Before the shoes drop,

And I find out what my wife would say!

So it’s back to the drab and drear,

With little to conquer here…

No damsels distressed

But my wife’s constant request,

Why should I hold my own health that dear?

Plus being physically unable

To do certain things makes unstable

Thoughts and desires

becoming dying fires,

Leaves less to put on the table.

You might say,”conquer your poor health,”

But that involves just myself…

No one to save

Or need to be brave,

All that stuff gets shoved on the shelf!

–Jonathan Caswell

**a song by QUEEN.