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SOME PENTATETTE SUBMISSIONS:

SOME PENTATETTE SUBMISSIONS:

I submitted limericks to THE PENTATETTE** for several years. These are just a few.

It’s raining and snowing together,

The perfect Worcester (Mass.) weather…

But here’s the trick,

It better not stick

With cars driving hell-for-leather!

–J.E.C.

Blogging of a starlet’s spiral

Downwardly took off viral…

What is stank,

She laughs to the bank

Not caring her story’s hirel.

–J.E.C.

I once had red hair you see,

But grey, black and bald’s left to me…

My prejudice arose

‘Gainst the men I suppose,

Because anger for me was easy!

–J.E.C.

In October his Mom died of cancer,

After all this time there’s no answer…

Why he’s not cried

But deep inside

The issue takes more than a glance, sir.

–J.E.C.

He once knew a family from Douglas

Whose home was practically bug-less…

They sprayed lots of mist

With chemical fist,

Poisoned the dog and went pugless!

–J.E.C.

**THE PENTATETTE is an on-line and printed newsletter specifically for limericks.  See http://www.limericks.org for details.

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APPRECIATED

APPRECIATED

Morgan and Janet drew near

To say their poem was dear…

Appreciating

My participating

In memories Janet found dear.

Morgan is slowing down,

Of dog years she’s plied up a mound…

Moving slower

(We’re glad we know her)

Along familiar ground.

Janet shared memories

Of her dog, running with ease…

Of long ago

Letting me know

She appreciates poems like these.

–Jonathan Caswell

IS THAT KIZZIE CAT?

IS THAT KIZZIE CAT?

A fat, furry tiger-and-white

In the hallway here…

Posing in front of his apartment door,

As he does throughout the year.

Flops himself indolently

Stretching out in cat display…

Woe betide the scratcher of bellies,

He might not want to stay.

When we first moved in next door

A poodle had resided here…

Kizzie clawed the poodle’s paws

The poor dog ran in fear.

We had a cat of our own at the time

But Kizzie bold as brass…

Entered our apartment,

Vanquishing the dog at last!

For nailing the little dog paws,

Kizzie lost his front claws…

When that dog walked by

A careful eye

Was kept where Kizzie might pause.

Our cat has gone

But Kizzie the cat lives on….

Sometimes he greets me with his feats,

Slips into his door and is gone.

–Jonathan Caswell

LITTLE DOG DRIPPING

LITTLE DOG DRIPPING

Fashionable sweater athwart,

A miniature stalwart…

Dripping snow melt

Loving hands felt,

While he was leaning to port.

Coming in from outside,

Braving a snowfall tide…

Leaving a mark

Out where cars park

And quickly returning inside!

–Jonathan Caswell

THE PLATEAU

THE PLATEAU

Why does he not progress,

A  subconscious reason I’d guess…

Gets less attention,

Social intervention,

Riding on the healing express?

–Jonathan Caswell

PEANUTS, ANYONE?

PEANUTS, ANYONE?

Old boxes accumulate fast,

From mail order warehouses vast…

Foam peanuts will

End in landfills,

Where birds eat them as their last.

–Jonathan Caswell

A MEDICAL DISCOVERY

A MEDICAL “DISCOVERY”

Discovered a device medical,

The mention of which sounds heretical…

For drainage scads

They use sanitary pads,

To save on soaked bandaged spectacles!

Unlike in Rehab., it gets lonely

Being with the wife only…

Visiting nurses

Bring one who converses

While bandaging feet–none are homely.

Satisfying the folks who look

At my poetry book…*

This Christian rebel

Wrote “Peter The Pebble,”

To which one nurse’s children have took!

At four AM it’s quiet,

Unlike a June morning’s riot…

Birds on the wing

Aren’t expected to sing,

Where they once were–till springtime when they return once again in my neighborhood–to try it!

–Jonathan Caswell

* my poetry book…available ate amazon.com, and elsewhere…SPIRIT-LED LIMERICKS AND OTHER CHRISTIAN POETRY, by  Jonathan Caswell…I bought a limited number of both the regular and Large Print editions to sell/give away/lend out as needed!