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He wheedled a photo of her,

He hopes it isn’t a-blur…

It’s in  processing–

Is he possessing,

A little too much of her?

The thought came innocently,

Next was to help her agree…

His motive questioned

‘Twas his suggestion,

If she didn’t want it she was free.

He offered to go away,

She finally said, “okay”…

The photo he takes

Despite his hand shakes,

Did he really weedle his way?

I could send a copy, said he,

If it is satisfactorily…

Focused and clear

Of his friend dear,

With her sitting naturally!

One part of him preferred full-length,

But negotiated from strength…

At her desk

There was less risk

Of photographer’s losing restraint!

Will it be cherished,

Or has innocence perished…

Soon he’ll know

Where it will go,

So no one is embarrassed!

–J. E. Caswell



(Made up as I write them)

Stamping for a better view,

Of the woman turning blue…

Men encamped

Legs all cramped,

Turning blue then too!

Cats will say “meow”

Except when there’s a row…

Then they howl

Hiss and yowl,

They don’t sound so cute now!

Bolly-cat came back here,

Wearing her flea collar  bandolier…

I had to catch

But she’s no match

For long-legged owners dear!

Liquid bread–that’s beer–

Is consumed a lot around here…

By bottle and case

The storage place

Must be kept access-clear.

Eating pastrami and cheese,

Pass the mustard please….

We’ll want to savor

The spicy flavor,

And a few more of these!

I clear out the trash,

The next guy has panache…

Cleaning the desk

‘Cause guys leave a mess,

He carefully does his task.

With the last drop of flavored coffee

I’ve gotten my caffeine softly…

Make another pot

I’ll be in a spot,

For sleep wil be harder…awfully!

Prerecorded telephone calls

Certainly have their balls…

Using every line

For minutes at a time,

The REST of phone business crawls.

Cleaning people leaved by ones and twos,

Except before holidays when all are excused…

Driving dribs and drabs,

Or getting taxi cabs,

At quitting time we all get so enthused!!!!

One more and maybe we will rest,

Some folk.s memory is not the best…

Lost in the women’s rest room

She found it as she vacuumed,

In the office…where detection was the best!

Silly songs pile up with no relief,

Problems being silly is chief…

Reason they pile

‘Cause few manage to smile,

The cost of repairing makeup must be steep!


–Jonathan Caswell




To say so would be unkind,

But one must overhaul the mind….

Such a transition

Seems imposition,

It’s time to ramp up not unwind,

One’s thoughts running bold and free,

And actions together must be…

For going to work

Isn’t knee-jerk,

Requiring attention from thee.

Leaving home on time,

Essential like rhythm to rhyme…

Where worlds intersect

Is travel direct,

Away from comfort sublime.


–Jonathan Caswell

(A “spur-of-the-moment” poem)