Category Archives: going forward

LAUNCHING WORDS, SHIPS, PINK-COLORED SLIPS

LAUNCHING WORDS, SHIPS, PINK-COLORED SLIPS

A face that truly inspires,

Greed and avarice fires…

Dressed up nice

But cold as ice,

Does she care about what transpires?

Often idols are kept

Away from those who have wept…

A picture that’s true

Reality, will it do?

For those whose souls have left?

Women dressed up and admired,

No control over what transpired….

Men use romance

Justifying advance,

After brutally acquired.

(A different side of the coin, perhaps?)

–Jonathan Caswell

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HARD-TO-HEAR HAIKU

HARD-TO-HEAR HAIKU

(Adult Topic)

Become impotent

His fading manhood laments…

But what is inside?

-JEC

Little feeling left,

No place left to vent the ache…

Must thinking change, too?

–JEC

Engorgement all gone,

Being faithful accepts lack…

No one left to love.

–JEC

How to love without?

Can a man still be a man”’

His woman knows that!

–JEC

Appreciates form,

Less likely liquid lusting…

Why keep the old ways?

–JEC

Is safer this way…

For all women that he sees,

Much less threatening!

–JEC

Power lust remains,

That…no non-phallic can cure…

Bad apples near tree.

–Jonathan Caswell

AUTUMN HAIKU HERDING

AUTUMN HAIKU HERDING

Fall plantings are in,

Cabbages, hardy mums bloom…

Autumn colors glow!

Warm days–cooler nights

Ushering those southward flights…

Noisily birds fly.

Harvest time each year,

Dresses and skirts lower hems…

Less yield for the men!

Snow birds fly or drive,

Commuting to stay alive…

Rubber tires fly!

Children play in leaves,

Hot chocolate sales go up…

Deserted beaches!

Eggs and produce come

Veggies come from foreign lands…

Locally–now!

–Jonathan Caswell

WE ACKNOWLDGE AND BEWAIL…

“WE ACKNOWLEDGE AND BEWAIL…

OUR MANIFOLD SINS AND WICKEDNESSES!”

So says the Hymnal Methodist,

Big words but this is the gist…

Confess and repent–

Be not content

Until the Son is kissed!

Church says at least once yearly,

The Bible says daily–more often clearly–

Be reconciled

Whenever defiled,

If possible—do it early!

Some emotional are,

Others barely jarred…

Do we say “bewail”

And all that entails

EACH TIME we take things too far?

Ritual for ritual’s sake,

Repetition brings temptation to fake…

Made to repent

One will resent,

In tthe heart, repentance won’t take!

How do maturer disciples

Get through these frequent cycles…

Expressed emotion

Faked as devotion,

The process taken as trifles?

I am no master-mind here,

Perhaps my experience clears…

Questions of sense

With God’s grace immense,

The mystery revealed for years.

I know when I’ve done,

Delibrately against God’s Son…

Acknowledged inside

Recognised  pride,

My Sin against the Holy One.

His grace and mercy I plea

As well as my eternal need…

For all His grace

To see His face,

When from this world we are freed.

Words are cheap without action

So I do what I must for traction…

Forgiving self

Is my wide gulf,

Must do it to God’s satisfaction..

So acknowledge, repent, find release,

In time failure’s sadness will ease…

Can hardly forget

But next time be set

With precautions with which God is pleased.

–Jonathan Caswell