Oh Soul, why do you fear?
The Lord, your Savior is near…
Encouraging with
His word you shall live,
What the Spirit says through His Bible…do you hear?
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–Jonathan Caswell
Oh Soul, why do you fear?
The Lord, your Savior is near…
Encouraging with
His word you shall live,
What the Spirit says through His Bible…do you hear?
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–Jonathan Caswell
IMAGE: http://www.timigustafson.com
Birthday cards received none,
Hardly anyone…
From family or friends
Justified ends,
He’s driven away every one?
(A recurring theme poem.)
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High School folks pushed away
Ignored to this day…
He drove out
Anyone stout
Enough to stay!
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Family’s been ignored,
Conflicts are left unrestored…
Gave up trying
And no use crying
About what went by the board.
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Doesn’t keep good friends long,
Never opening up for long…
Self-inflicted
And indicted
Guilt without association!
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Restored connections who,
Are from his past, very few…
Sees what he’s done–
It’s no fun–
Not much now can he do.(?)
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–j.e.c.
The mighty Mumford’s appeal
Is that this river is real…
From cedar tree swamps
Past summer camps,
And ponds where fishermen creel!
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Conjoined, two different creeks,
Wander through back yards and sneaks…
Hardly impressive
Peaceful not restive,
Over waterfalls it speaks.
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Riedell (“riddle”) brook merges
Into the Mumford which urges…
Water to flow
Far down below,
Down through mill ponds turbid.
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Through Uxbridge it parallels,
The Blackstone River it swells…
In South Uxbridge reeds
The merging succeeds,
Complete with cleaned-up river smells.
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When paralleling Blackstone,
It makes the old canal its own…
Flowing through locks
Stripped of big rocks,
History courses along.
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–Jonathan Caswell
AMERICAN FLAG DAY–JUNE 14TH, 2015
Flag Day is today—
Have you put on your display?
In the window is cute
But a bathing suit
Let’s all the guys “HOORAY!”
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Em bodied American pride
Is best when it is eyed…
In the breeze
Waving with ease,
Leaves some of us tongue-tied.
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A new handkerchief of the flag
I have, not for a snot rag…
At least not today
Lest someone should say
I belong in a well-tied bag!
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So much of this country has crocked,
But immigrants here still stop
Frantic rowing–
We’re the best thing going–
Even though our own people have mocked!
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Put out our Grand Old Flag–
NOT in a garbage bag–
Fly it proudly
Maybe we’ll see
Our reversing fortunes un-sag.
–Jonathan Caswell