Category Archives: cleanup

HOW INDEED TO HONOR CHRIST?

We are His children you say,

But He speaks–you walk away—

Hypocrites all–

At Christ’s feet fall–

Before ye are burned on that Day!

Burned by your own lust

And mealy-mouthed lack of trust…

All-Mighty God

You noise abroad

As deity gone bust!

Honor the Father and Son,

Shun not the Spirit—be done

With self deception–

There’s no reception

For any double-minded one!

–Jonathan Caswell

(Why make God seem loathsome because of your lukewarm commitment?*)

*The Book of Revelations 3:15-16  (New Testament of the Holy Bible)

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MID-FEBRUARY HAIKU ASSORTMENT

(Each individual three-line haiku is considered a poem on its own,

despite perhaps being related to a common theme.–J.E.C.)

(Additionally, haiku may or may not include punctuation—traditional haiku generally do not  have it –J.E.C.)

Presidents’ Day off

Waving away package trucks

Skeleton crew on

American loss,

Long weekends not historic…

Blurred history lost!

High snow banks turn brown

Road salt stains on pavement grey

Waiting for snow days

Plow trucks stand idle

Except for salting road ice

No more overtime?

Winter buds wonder

Is it time to grow and sprout?

Freeze burnt other years…!

Swans in ponds feeding

Youngsters finally on their own

Mommas drove them off

Easter candy sales

Set up before the fourteenth

Valentines half off

–Jonathan Caswell

MINIATURE RAILWAYS PLOW SNOW TOO!

On the JOSHUA TREE,

And other riding railroads one can see….

Train running play

Plowing snow away,

As long as there’s no injuries!

–J.E.C.

EXODUS 20: 3-5 A POEM

Have no other gods before Him,

Not even by innocent whim…

It’s suicidal

To worship an idol,

Walking on ice very thin.

So periodically

He must sort his files to see…

What grabs his heart–

With that he must part,

‘Tis better than hypocrisy!

Culling out accumulations

Of any conflagrations,,,

That hold him fast

He will cast,

Out for sanctification.

–Jonathan Caswell

A GARDEN STATUS REPORT

Here at work the gardens

Look fine while the soil hardens…

In cold air

The mums are fair,

The rest of the plants reach their life margins.

–J.E.C.

THE MAN AND HIS PINUPS

King Solomon collected wives,

Honey pots to place in hives,

Hundreds of queens

And concubines lean,

Enough for several lives!

Different is  the man and his blog,

He’d like lots of women to log…

Pictures in files

All bring smiles,

The perfect opportune “hog”.

When his files fill up,

His method involves a stop…

Ruthlessly

Deleting you see,

Every female picture that comes up.

Unlike Solomon’s bag

(This guy doesn’t want to brag)…

His observation:

Avoid temptation

So marriage won’t hit a snag.

Of course he enjoys at the time,

Each beauty that he finds…

Unlike the king

The righteousness thing,

He follows in life and rhyme!

–Jonathan Caswell

JESUS WEEPS.

JESUS WEEPS…!

(An opinion piece)

For all the children eaten,

For all His people beaten…

At least they’ll see

Eternity

Away from life so fleeting.

Those who sit by,

Should hear the tortured cry…

Of a god and his raiders,

Hateful invaders,

Who make victims want to die!

“Progressives” who don’t care a whit,

Yawn saying “get on with it”…

So we can win

Not looking at sin,

“That doesn’t bother us one bit.”

They call themselves upright,

But that won’t wash tonight…

Jesus weeps

While a ruler keeps

His vacation schedule tight.

–Jonathan Caswell

(An opinion piece—of the Poet and those who truly care for others—photo ops. not withstanding!)