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Rosi Caswell Poems
The Welsh Dragon
Beware the Welsh dragon, He huffs and he puffs,
The Mighty Power Of The Pen
When I was young, you told me That the pen was mightier than the sword. ‘Twas from those days I do believe You showed me the power of written word.
The Animals' Plea
Feed me ‘til my belly's full. Please understand me too. Know that all I'll ever wish, Is just to be with you.
Cool blessed sanctuary, furnished by me, and occupied by me. My sacred space, my meditation room, my inspiration, My relaxation, my protector, corrector, and friend. My bedroom stands for me alone;
Beyond An Animal's Eyes
On earth exists a paradise Beyond an animal's eyes it lies. That pure fresh love so uncorrupt. Conversations they never interrupt.
My Precious Great Granddaughter
I mourn for you for the light that is, And the life that will never be. For the baby girl so wanted and loved, Will never sit on my knee.
I walk down the road And what do I see? A Calico cat is looking at me.
The Black Pearl
Precious rare and coveted Carrying the unique shimmering Black Energy,
The Diamond Queen
She's full tonight, the diamond Queen In dazzling robes enfold. Through Universes near and far, All creatures, her behold.
Love Me Love My Dog
Love me, love my dog. 'Will that be hard'? I ask. 'No' you laughed in merriment. '‘Twill never be a task'
The Pirate Queen
We fought them on the Spanish Main, With flashing sword and gun. A bright and colourful picture we, As we made those rascals run.
Mysterious lady, mysterious one Who are the demons from which you run? Look into your heart and into your soul. See just what it takes to make you feel whole.
The wind he howls like a banshee through the trees With no respect for ought in his way. Fighting and thrashing with the leaves Who smile, falling gracefully to ground,
They said it wouldn't last. Those who stood in silent disapproval On the sidelines out of sight, With limbs and lips so still, unmoving,
Comments about Rosi Caswell
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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The Welsh Dragon
Beware the Welsh dragon,
He huffs and he puffs,
And he scares all the children at night.
For the tales of his antics
They trip off the tongue,
Of the elders who have to be right.
He rattles and roars, and wants to come in,
And sit by the fire with your Ma.
He shrieks and he squeals, makes a terrible din,
‘Til you shake in your slippers with fright.
But then comes the morning so sunny and gay,
And the terrors have passed with the light.
And whatever will happen today or the next,
The elders have ...