Category Archives: reminded of his worth to oothers

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

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SHE MISSES HIM…!

SHE MISSES HIM…!

He passed by Joanne today,

Said HI, in the usual way…

She said whistfully

She missed him to see,

It made it a less pleasant day!

He’d normally come down to write,

But he had some sickness to fight…

A quick HI!–BYE!

Then he had to fly,

With traffic his schedule was tight.

It pleased him to think he was missed,

Though he still voiced denial of this…

Since long ago

He’s struggled to know

He has value–as others witness!

But he likes it when she is there,

Her pleasant nature–what she wears…

Sometimes there’s no way

He can come down to “play”,

In that case it’s a life that he bears.

–Jonathan Caswell