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THROUGH THE GAUNTLET AGAIN

THROUGH THE GAUNTLET AGAIN

He barely hears her coming,

No crutches to be heard…

She makes an effort to stop

To pass a friendly word;

He feels she may want to be freed

To leave without a stop,

Perhaps he’s over-analysed

Over-much what may be dropped.

He prays to find a way

That she might be free again,

Without feeling the obligation

To keep him as a friend;

Perhaps it’s not a drag to her

But what she wants to do…

Making sure that he as well

Has a smile to help hm through.

–Jonathan Caswell

HEARD HER COMING DOWN

HEARD HER COMING DOWN

 

I heard a clank the other day

Methodically on its way,

Down the stairs behind my desk…

I knew that she was coming.

Her nephew had come by of late

To get the car she’d appreciate,

To drive it which she cannot do…

Because her leg was bumming.

I watched her progress to descend

Encouraging a colleague and friend,

Who still has a long road ahead…

And my heart started drumming.

‘T were not from her exertion

Or emotional coercion,

But from professional fondness…

My caring for her challenge not numbing.

It has no chance to grow

This feeling within my soul,

Suffice to say I feel for her struggle…

And that, in a nutshell, is my summing.

 

–Jonathan Caswell

 

WHEN EMOTIONS CANNOT SHOW…

WHEN EMOTIONS CANNOT SHOW…

 

When he was younger in times like these,

Emotion wasn’t allowed…

Truth is that he often stayed on his knees

And by his elders was cowed.

He’d daydream emotional stories at night,

Got in trouble for not enough sleep….

Wasn’t allowed to have anger in sight

But could, in bed, have a weep.

Recently things have come to a fore,

Giving up crutches again…

Started daydreaming for solace once more

Feeling like he’d lost a friend.

He’s not given up praying to his God,

Still finds the grace to push on…

Struggling to take proper care of himself

‘Til his bright raiment is on!

 

—Jonathan Caswell

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