Category Archives: men

SALAD AND BROCCOLI–RAW, RAW, RAW!

SALAD AND BROCCOLI–RAW,RAW,RAW!

(or nearly so)

I ordered Broccoli and Beef,

The broccoli part was chief…

Ingredient

And chewing went

Well considering my teeth!

Reminded me of my Dad

And the chopped-up salad he had…

Which he barely chewed,

His puree’ he viewed

With words that sounded so sad!

–Jonathan Caswell

THIS ISN’T POETRY…?

THIS ISN’T POETRY…?

I read the New Testament Bible book of “JUDE”, this AM.  Jude was, according to most scholars–or tradition, whichever you wish t follow–the brother of James, the brother of Jesus Christ our (and his) Lord.

What do you do when you are third down the list of importance in your family and you have sisters–trust my observations on this–and someone encourages you to “write something?”

I’ve never experienced this–having no sisters and was the sickly baby in our family of two brothers and Mom and Dad–but think about it.  Technically Jude was 3rd in command, behind James and Joses (see the Gospel of Mark, Chapter 6, verses 2 through 3).  Why wasn’t Joses (or Joseph–the second brother) asked to write something?  The old tale about the middle brother or sister being “forgotten?”…I wouldn’t know!  🙂

So Jude ( the baby in the line of brothers–maybe this makes more sense to me after all!)  is asked to write SOMETHING  for his fellow believers of our Lord and his Elder Half-Brother.  What can he say?

Notice how this simple (?) guy, once he gets going, latches onto the most important point in the life of the Body of Christ…then and now:  false teachers among God’s flock.  Jude, maybe with some coaching (I needed some) combines what he knows with Hebrew tradition (such as the quote of Enoch…otherwise not in the Bible…and the arch-angel Michael disputing over the body of Moses) to make his point:

False teachers are no good and they’ll ruin the witness of the Church and corrupt individual believers to satisfy their own lusts and hunger.  Their fruit, such as it is, comes from the pit of hell and they’ll just as soon drag whomever they can in with them as look at you!

Good job Jude…you’ve hit it on the head for all of us!

–Jonathan Caswell–second son of my own earthly family…

and unworthy servant of the Lord Jesus Christ.

STIR NOT UP LOVE OUT OF ITS TIME

STIR NOT UP LOVE OUT OF ITS TIME!

(Opinion, based upon Song of Songs 2:7)

Song of Solomon two: seven,

Reminding of the right time for heaven…

Out of context

Is frustrating sex,

Add reason to loaves with leaven.

Sing and dance while you’re young,

Older folks, more foolishly done…

Appointed seasons

Make good reasons

Accepting you are also-run!

Pressure without outlet

Just how stupid we get…

Romance out of time

Invites inner grime

When we are told, “NYET!”.

–Jonathan Caswell

WHY EVEN MENTION IT?

WHY EVEN MENTION IT?

He saw it happening again,

Desiring more than a friend…

Resisting that pull

To pull the wool

Over his eyes and pretend.

At least once a year he goes,

into these attraction throes…

Always one-way

He dare not stay

Too close to a prospective rose.

Happens so often he

Knows eventually…

The “old nature”

Legislature

Votes for a juicy affaire!

“Resistance is futile,” some say,

But rather just walk away…

Run if you must

From growing lust,

Be true to your beloved night and day.

–Jonathan Caswell

(christianity.com)

RIGHTEOUS ANGER???

RIGHTEOUS ANGER???

His wife suggests he  do

Exactly as she does…

She seems to think she’s helping

But he’s angry because…

He’s not some “panty-waisted” chump

Who doesn’t have a brain,

His ways are as good as her’s

without his feeling chained.

Things of safety

Or medicine, he’ll do.

She has good ideas

That have helped him get through…

The ordeals they find in life

And work together on,

But he’s not a clone of the wife

And wants to keep his manhood strong.

–Jonathan Caswell

GREAT GRAVITATIONAL GRAVATAR!

GREAT GRAVATATIONAL GRAVATAR!

A blogger said I looked too fat,

Now what did she mean by that…

My blogging thumbnail,

Seven years in the pale

Says nothing on how I’m now sat!  🙂

Technology challenges real

Prevent more recent reveal…

Film undeveloped

And selfies untaken,

The S.L.R. camera

Takes concentration,

With nothing new

To print I’m in trouble;

If she wants “me” current

I’ll make a plan on the double!

–Jonathan Caswell

A NEW SERIES !

A NEW SERIES!

A bucket list author assured

Himself that his work endured…

Did awful in sales

But he prevails

By putting pieces out as lures!

–Jonathan Caswell

    I had me a book manuscript nearly ( ? ) completed…and suddenly decided not to publish, at least not at that publisher, as nice as the new staff .  Maybe I will send it to them but not just now.

ON THE RECEIVING END,

by Jonathan Caswell

SO…on this blog, BY THE MIGHTY MUMFORD and my other blog, THE MARVELOUS MUMFORD–and maybe some teasers at OUR POETRY CORNER–I’ll be posting poetry from the alleged book until I figure out where and how to formally publish it–if at all.  🙂

THE BOOK…is about my recent experience over the last six months or so, damaging, ignoring, losing two toes on my right foot by amputation, rehab. and recovery.  The basic premise–with other observations added–is to look at how difficult doctors, caretakers and such like me ( ! ) make such terrible patients, when it’s our turn to be cared for!

Other bloggers use some titles repeatedly as categories.  Each of mine here are what I plan to use in the book, which is, as you know, semi-autobiographical.  These subtitles will be (in this series):

READY…AIM…FIRE!

(Who makes poor patients and maybe why?)

THE HEALERS

(Nurses, therapist, aides from hospital, rehabilitation and home care I’ve known)

REHAB RUMINATIONS

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

(Various related issues of interest)

THE END OF THE MATTER?

BY HIS FINGERNAILS

BY HIS FINGERNAILS

(If he has any left.)

His long ordeal seems done,

The battle with amputation almost won…

But occurence

Of ending insurance,

Worries his future to come.

Received a continuance letter

Which helped him feel somewhat better…

Answers come slow

By snail-mail you know,

But his social worker–he’s glad to have met her.

–Jonathan Caswell

HECKLING HER STAFF?

HECKLING HER STAFF?

Irena sits on the arm of a chair

Marvels at Eric’s ice chop…

Sees great chunks fall to the ground,

Watch all that ice drop!

Smiling taps on the window so he

Sees her watching his work…

She denies heckling her staff,

Watching is one of her perks.

–Jonathan Caswell

ROOF CLEANING DETAIL

ROOF CLEANING DETAIL

One nearly slipped off the roof,

I do declare forsooth…

They need safety belts

To avoid big welts,

I’d say this is the proof!

–Jonathan Caswell