Category Archives: Jonathan Caswell–Poet

POET…AFTER (A) FASHION!

He calls himself “fashion poet”,

One or two others know it…

In pursuits

Avoiding lawsuits,

He certainly doesn’t want to blow it!

Him being man and all,

Must carefully judge his call…

With less passion

Than stereotypical fashion,

Not being the Beast at the ball.

Gender matters to him,

Especially if women…

They’re the kind

He most has in mind,

Do they mind if he tiptoes in?

–Jonathan Caswell

WASHING

WASHING

She did near a load an hour,

Is there some hot for a shower…

Behind his ears

A garden appears,

Including a beautiful flower!

Need fill up the hot water tank,

This guy really stank…

For so long

His presence is strong,

Achieving very high rank.

Hot water won’t be enough,

Those dead skin cells are tough…

Some LAVA soap*

May help him cope,

He’ll feel better and that’s no bluff!

–Jonathan Caswell

* LAVA SOAP…is made with pummice…very abrasive cleaning!

RAMADAN ON OUR STREET

RAMADAN ON OUR STREET

From June seventeenth thereon,

To July seventeenth there upon…

Fasting days

After dark, feast and praise

Both joyfully and solomn.

The mosque just up the street

Have lights on the front–very neat–

That blink in waves

On certain days,

Kids must see this treat!

We’ve had little trouble starting,

Just drivers looking for parking…

Some worshipers may

Come from far away

Need to find where the party’s starting.

–Jonathan Caswell

OUT OF THE SWIRLING MIST…!

OUT OF THE SWIRLING MIST…!

Dreary day coming to a close,

Covered with drizzly mist…

He felt the sensation of eider down

And next of being kissed!

Someone just beyond his reach’

Yet was holding  him close…

He could feel a shapely form

Could be a ghost?

He was not frightened

Of this hidden love…

He desired then to see

Whose hand was in the glove.

When he tried to catch her form

The specter faded away…

Perhaps if he hadn’t wished to see

They’d be together this very day!

–Jonathan Caswell

ADDING ALCO’S

ADDING ALCO’S

His E-bay escapades,

Built up his roster aways…

Five more RS-1’s

(He had the funds)

RS-3’s we’ll know in a couple days.

He realizes at most two

Or three at a time will do…

But options are wild

For train consists filed,

With layout work still to do!

(www’building-your-model-railroad.com)

—Jonathan Caswell

MANY BOOKS…

MANY BOOKS…!

Of many  books there’s no end,

So why publish my friend…

Poem distribution

Via the Word Press institution

Goes world-wide—less spent!

–Jonathan Caswell

(an update on Solomon!)

A COMPROMISE OF SORTS

A COMPROMISE OF SORTS

He suggested and proposed

So she wouldn’t feel exposed…

Independently

Check his poetry,

The other subject was closed.

He tries to keep it clean,

He really does want her being…

His favorite fan

Without any plan

To slip her something not worth seeing!

Conquest–it never was–

Stay away from that fantasy buzz,…

But accept what be,

His friend who sees

Appreciates him with good cause.

–Jonathan Caswell

TATTOO COMPLIMENTS

TATTOO COMPLIMENTS

Our waitress had a tattoo displayed

On her upper chest out of the way…

A blue outlined heart

That set her apart

Like a pendent would, looking okay!

Hesitated to say anything,

My wife isn’t always willing…

To play along

 there

With alternative fare,

Better to not say anything!

If I were alone I;d mention,

Or at least give positive attention…

To her ornamental mark

And not judgment stark,

That love is the highest intention.

–Jonathan Caswell

WATER FAERIES AREN’T MERMAIDS

WATER FAERIES AREN’T MERMAIDS…

All faeries have colors and wings,

They are such delicate things…

But let a male draw

And soon a flaw

Shows faeries without clothing!

Mermaids and faeries  both

Need not have gender growth…

Stay light and fair

You faeries in air,

Stay away from the man whose an oaf!

–Jonathan Caswell