STRANGER THINGS…

Stranger outcomes happen,

When opportunity’s tapping,

Wanting in

And you begin

Writing ideas you’re trapping!

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He’s written ’bout Christ and trains–

Weather seems worth one’s pains….

Fashion poems are new

As something to do,

And the challenge takes working brains!

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I’d say it is channeling energy,

Most of which has left me….

Shapes and sizes

And stylish surmises,

Still need a bard’s entrée.

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“An eye for the women.” one said,

Focusing on their clothes instead..

“Clothes make the man”

And women, and can

Leave little more to be said!

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YET–a poet describes,

Details that emanate vibes…

Along a track

That likes feedback,

Both positive and wise!

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–Jonathan Caswell

 

 

 

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!

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Him being man and all,

Must carefully judge his call…

With less passion

Than stereotypical fashion,

Not being the Beast at the ball.

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Gender matters to him,

Especially if women…

They’re the kind

He most has in mind,

Do they mind if he tiptoes in?

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–Jonathan Caswell

HAREM SCARE’EM AND ME!

HAREM SCARE ‘EM AND ME !

(To the tune of “THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS”…A SONG)

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He thought he’d like a harem–

Oh, what a great idea–

Collecting beautiful women

For each day of the year…

Have one of every hair color:

Of red-heads, two or three,

Some that change with the season

Oh what a company!

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But modern girls aren’t like the ones

That lived in olden time,

They’re much more educated,

Don’t easily resign…

Their lives and their futures

To a fat cat jailer-king,

To volunteer they’d like to hear

His cash disbursement ring.

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Logistics would be maddening

Even if all were convinced,

Coming from all over

When he saw the bill he winced…

He began feeling outnumbered

Cooperation thin,

Instead of coming one-by-one

They all came after him!

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He couldn’t pay their wages

So all up and left,

His fine plans for his evenings–

Not a single one was kept…

And then he got the bills for

The leaving of each one,

He decided then and there

Modern harems were no fun!

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I thought of the same thing myself,

Like “THE HAREM OF BIRDS”

But only beautiful bloggers–

Women, in other words…

An exclusive club with just one man

My wife would veto fast,

My flesh already wants control—

The concept sounds a blast.

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But thinking realistically

My cost is way too much,

I’ll lose those friends who cannot stand

A married man’s touch…

Long-distance relationships

Are harder to maintain,

I’d just as soon give up now

Before I feel the pain!

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–Jonathan Caswell

A NON-SLOUCHY…”COWL” NECK?

A NON-SLOUCHY…”COWL” NECK?

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The Poet’s learning fashion

To write more poetry,

(Fashion posts more often

Than others tend to be)…

He’s learning terms like “cowl neck”

And over-sized–baggy,

When he sees something that he likes

He’ll write it out with glee!!!

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A cute young thing named Amy

Who works in Accounts,

A lavender cowl-neck–

In it worth every ounce–

Her cowl neck neatly hung

And her wardrobe neatly styled,

It brightened in a pastel way

When at the Guard she smiled!

–Jonathan Caswell

A Great Blue Heron At The Opera House

A Great Blue Heron At The Opera House.

DO YOU THINK I HAVE ENOUGH???

DO YOU THINK I HAVE ENOUGH???

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Finding room is getting rough,

Do you think I have enough…

One more dream

Fulfilled as schemed,

Engines that run but don’t puff.

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Can’t run more than two at a time,

Embodying memories sublime…

Reaching the end

Of finances, friend,

Over-spending is a crime.

–Jonathan Caswell

A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU

A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU.

THE LORD CLEANED MY COMPUTER.

THE LORD CLEANED MY COMPUTER

(or arranged it!)

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To say that God cleaned it

Is to say He arranged the act…

There is no doubt that without His clout

I once again would have been smacked.

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The on-line guy never called back

So I was left in the lurch…

I asked Pastor for prayer and

He and others prayed right in church.

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My neighbor introduced me to the man who

Had been fixing computers a while…

He didn’t upload what I wanted,

But left me with a smile.

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He did as he’d normally done,

Cleaned and set things up right…

So now I’m safer with protection besides

And the cost was much less of a fright!

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The Lord in His mercy sent someone along,

Of that I am entirely convinced…

If I had gone with my original plan,

The bank account would have winced!

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–Jonathan Caswell

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FASHION PERSONIFIED

FASHION PERSONIFIED

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Janet and I were talking,

While Joanne was walking

Out to see

Little Gracie,

While I did the usual gawking.

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“Joanne,” said Janet kindly,

“Your suit looks wonderfully…

“Matched in all parts

Your clothing arts,

You’re always a joy to see.”

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I easily agreed too,

Joanne know what to do…

Fashion embodiment

By separates’ statement

Of talent with green and blue!

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Things independently

Bought are artfully…

Brought together

A visual treasure,

Pleasing to all who see!  🙂

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Jonathan Caswell

ADMITTING MY SIN

ADMITTING MY SIN

(As part of the problem)

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Tool of the devil may be,

But much of the evil’s from me…

Promises broken

E’en by a token,

From motives done selfishly.

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Got back on Ebay

And spent in other ways…

Bank’s in a hole–

Sin takes a toll–

Leaving him in a haze.

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With God’s help worked through

And out of his boiling hot stew…

Enough to see

Eternity

Depends on sin confessed, too!

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–Jonathan Caswell