Tag Archives: cliche’s

JUST BUSINESS…

JUST BUSINESS…

Often wanted to explain

To “friends” why I’ve refrained…

From poem sharing

Few seem to be caring,

For them is it properly framed?

Certain favorites–I wonder–

Should I explain my blunder…

I can’t implore,

Not allowed any more,

My business has gone under!

My favorite work redhead

Explained it when she said…

It’s not by feeling–

Just a business dealing–

She accepted it as she said.

But still I want to explain,

A final ego gesture of the vain…?

I’m ordered to not,

Despite feelings I’ve got,

I poured my chances down the drain!

–Jonathan Caswell

NIGHT-TIME TUMMY RUMBLE

NIGHT-TIME TUMMY RUMBLE

A tumbler of water won’t do

At morning’s quarter to two…

Be it ever so humble

That tummy rumble

Needs something better from you!

–Jonathan Caswell

SHOT IN THE FOOT

SHOT IN THE FOOT

He feels like he’s shot in the foot,

Feeling shell-shocked as he would…

Putting to rest

What he thought best,

Returning to what was originally understood!

–Jonathan Caswell

IT’S SO COLD…!

IT’S SO COLD…!

 

Brass monkeys, where cannon balls stay,

Till cannons need them in play…

Tho’ the cliché’ is old,

They say it’s so cold

To “freeze the balls off a brass monkey”–YAY!

That brass monkeys have (cannon) balls

Is how intrigue falls…

If people don’t know

Their minds will go

However obscenity calls.

Not necessary for cannons to bark,

Especially displayed in a park…

Brass monkeys may be there

If you’re a Legionnaire,

Guarding in the light and at dark.

I don’t think it is quite cold enough

For such superlative stuff…

Brass monkeys in view

Have a high scrap value

And to find one is rare, in the rough!

 

 

–Jonathan Caswell

PLEASE NOTE:  the poem has been updated to reflect the full phrasing of the cliche!

 

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(from www.singletrackworld.com)