The time for “peepers” is past,
Their replacements growing fast…
Not until next year
Will we hear
Their choruses at last!
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August night times creak
With cicada and katydid speak…
Consistent one pitch
Late summer bugs’ itch,
Renewing every week.
–
If katydids come inside,
The frightened are fit to be tied…
On curtain rods
There are good odds,
A man must rescue his bride!!!!!
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–Jonathan Caswell
UNDERSTANDING CHANGED
(An Opinion)
The gauntlet of lust is gone,
The rest of us carry on…
With understanding
Principles demanding
Old perceptions to dawn.
–
Hormones needn’t show themselves here,
Cultivating clients in fear…
The anxiousness scale
Of any female
Should not be increased–that’s clear.
–
Boys will be boys will be boys,
But boys who are men make a choice…
To be not get excited
O’er “love” unrequited,
And keep strict control of one’s voice.
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Comfort comes with a smile
And a quick “goodbye for a while”…
Polite but not deep,
No intimacy creep
Or being forced to go out single file!
–Jonathan Caswell
VACATION INADVERTANT
The Poet’s ambulance ride,
Was done safely inside…
Douglas E.M.S.
Whose care was the best,
‘Though the patient fought treatment and cried.
–
To Milford, Mass., they flew,
A familiar E.R. going to…
Those E.M.S. women
Kept the Poet from giving
Into not making it through!
–Jonathan Caswell
PHANTOM CREEPY-CRAWLIES
I perch on the bathroom throne,
Thinking I am alone…
Then feeling a crawling
Up my leg (appalling),
I brush it off quickly and groan.
–
But there is nothing there,
The “bug’ vanished into thin air…
It sounds so mean
While feelings careen
‘Tween fear and utter despair.
–
Infections for a diabetic are worse,
Enough (a continual curse)…
But creepy-crawlies
And neuropathies,
Of phantom bugs are really adverse!
–Jonathan Caswell
RAINY SEASON?
I hear in the tropics and Middle East,
Rainy season comes with the least…
Provocation
To those nations
That think it a blessing but a beast.
–
It feels like the tropics around here,
With “endless” rain so drear…
At least, as some say,
We’re not swept away
Which is a concept that we fear.
–
Observations from living upstairs….
Ducks in the back yard have airs
That their temporary pond
May last beyond
Their needs or wants or cares!
–Jonathan Caswell
THE CAMERA
The man had a fear to discuss with a friend
While taking his old camera in…
Replacing batteries and buying more film,
The occasional tempting of sin.
–
He didn’t want a new camera phone,
The process was too easy then…
He wanted his subjects opportunity to run (!)
Before he succombed to his ken.
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A manual Single-Lens-Reflex camera
He’d gotten and used in his youth…
His wife thought it time he used it again,
She trusted he’d take nothing uncouth.
—Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 