Category Archives: mystery

WAS THAT THE WIND????

WAS THAT THE WIND????

Howling outside, amid Spring-time sun,

Sounds like a winter windy blast

Whipping ’round the building with Spring-time here at last,

Strikes an awful note that it’s not done!

Hearing this howl is like a sudden warning

New England weather changes frequently…

Our second spring cold snap to cover up the flowers,

Warmer weather’s due eventually!!!!

–Jonathan Caswell

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WHY ARE FASHION BLOGGERS SO YOUNG?

WHY ARE FASHION BLOGGERS SO YOUNG?

Young women it seems to me’

Blog fashion plentifully,

Is most fashion sold

Aimed not at the old,

What’s the answer to this mystery?

Older models fill the pages

Of magazines for wages…

Is it that the young

Find it more fun,

To model for their own ages?

Whatever, I’m glad they are there,

E’en though I don’t have their hair (!)…

New fashions may

Come my wife’s way,

Which shows her that I care!

–Jonathan Caswell

PAIN-STABBED PIGGIES

PAIN-STABBED PIGGIES

Up at this hour to foil

Pain with aromatic oil…

In between piggies

Sharp ones and biggies,

Throbbing but not from toil.

Putting it on in the dark,

I feel it drip down to park…

On the other leg,

I sure would beg

It to stay where put, though in the dark.

As pain slowly fades away

Took insulin early today…

At four AM

I’ll say an amen

If this pain goes away!

–Jonathan Caswell

HE’S MAKING IT PERSONAL

HE’S MAKING IT PERSONAL

(Political and religious opinion  piece)

Today’s “ISRAEL NOW NEWS”

Reported our President’s views…

Unhidden by slant

We hear his rant

Denying survival rights to Jews.

His “white boy”–namely Biden,

Put on notice the Jews he was riding…

To look to Israel

To find survival,

No longer by America’s deciding.

Presidents flipping birds

To Israeli leader’s words…

Immaturity

And absurdity

Like little boys flipping dog turds!

–Jonathan Caswell

CREATIVE COMBINATIONS (FROM A DREAM?)

CREATIVE COMBINATIONS

(From A dream?)

One against three or two,

How does one know what to do…

A fevered pitch

Drops a stitch,

One less working–boo-hoo!

Several combine as one,

Knowing by heart what’s done…

Sounds like a breeze,

Becomes a tight squeeze

When the word race is won.

Not sure what to do?

Will set things up for you!

Summon a meme,

Float that trireme*

Just when you’re feeling blue!

–Jonathan Caswell

* A trireme…afloat!

(http://academic,brooklyn.cuny,edu/classic/)

BY HIS FINGERNAILS

BY HIS FINGERNAILS

(If he has any left.)

His long ordeal seems done,

The battle with amputation almost won…

But occurence

Of ending insurance,

Worries his future to come.

Received a continuance letter

Which helped him feel somewhat better…

Answers come slow

By snail-mail you know,

But his social worker–he’s glad to have met her.

–Jonathan Caswell

RESPONSE TO AN ANGRY YOUNG BLACK MAN

RESPONSE TO AN ANGRY YOUNG BLACK MAN

This white poet grieves

With an angry young man who sees…

Little attention

Given to mentioned

Leaders in Black histories.

The media seems to ignore

Contributions made before…

Making short shrift

Of history’s gift,

Black leaders who came to the fore.

This poet studied college

Historic Blacks, the knowledge…

Of whom valued

Knowledge renewed,

Yearly could be acknowledged.

But what can one man do,

News media wants the new…

Our Black President,

White House resident,

The only Black leader to view?

Are there other Black leaders out there,

Currently for whom we could care…

Who charge to the fore,

Making more

Progress that Blacks may share?

Glories all from the past,

Those great leaders will last…

These great  minds–

Do we inherit in kind–

Other folks of similar cast?

–Jonathan Caswell