Tag Archives: limerick styled

KINDNESS IS A GODLY TRAIT

KINDNESS IS A GODLY TRAIT

When one is kind and not harsh,

Like those evolved out of a march…

Your Creator smiles,

Walks with you for miles

Watching you refresh the parched!

Godly—like His grace–

As though you’ve seen His Face…

It is His nature:

Grace for His creatures,

If only they’ll make Him their Ace.

Kindness doesn’t come easy,

Toward hate, bigots and the sleazy…

Needs God’s help.

Impossible by yourself–

Without Him your resources are measly!

Christ paid the ultimate price,

For sin, opening Paradise…

A cup of water

Instead of slaughter

He thought particularly nice.

–Jonathan Caswell

CLOSE QUARTERS

CLOSE QUARTERS

This long-term staying at home

Husband-wife relations groan…

Comment brings strife

Reconciled with the wife,

Each have their own painful moan.

Conflict resolution takes place

When living close–face-to-face–

Thank God for prayer

Allowing fresh air

And necessary private space!

–Jonathan Caswell

PROVERBS 14: 20-21

PROVERBS 14: 20-21

We’ve found neighborly help peaks

And plunges after two weeks…

You’re in a tizzy–

They’re suddenly busy–

That support system springs big leaks!

Was it something I asked the wrong way,

They often ignore what we say…

Appearing to grab

The first item nabbed,

So that we’ll just go away.

Some are best for small things,

Leftover milk or package deliverings…

But ask them to drive

Your car—“Man-alive–“

Excuses sprout like weed seedlings.

Learning hard lessons about friends

Who have their own lives and trends…

Very few

Will stand by you,

To do as the Lord would intend!

–Jonathan Caswell

BLACK CAT SAUNTERING

BLACK CAT SAUNTERING

Black cat of many years

Suddenly appears…

Looking for food

With sly attitude,

Remembering being reared.

In the boiler room years ago,

Security helped her grow…

Soft-hearted men

Comforted then,

A mother and her kittens in tow!

I’m sorry I didn’t leave

My leavings for the cat to receive…

But she’ll get by

During snow fly,

Other dinners to retrieve.

I don’t know how long this cat

Will wander outside like that…

Those woods are her home

To be left alone,

Appearing at the drop of a hat.

–Jonathan Caswell

HAVING FRIENDS

HAVING FRIENDS

It may sound mercenary,

But I’m glad for the query…

Do I want some food

Or coffee fresh-brewed,

You’ll miss it if you tarry!

My friend in the H.R.,

Is often a guiding star…

Meeting’s concluding

She is me including,

For leftovers way above par!

–Jonathan Caswell

AN AFTER-THOUGHT

AN AFTER-THOUGHT

The after-thought, who knows,

May prevent significant woes…

The chosen task:

Recovering my mask,

From the deep shadows!

Her extended “grabber device”,

Made this chore so nice…

Sure glad I brought

It, for it caught

My breathing mask up smooth as ice.

Behind the sofa it fell,

Like down a deep, dark well…

Couldn’t find a poker

With which to broker

Returning it to where I dwelt.

The grabber did it with ease,

The man again slept and breathes…

That afterthought

His solution caught,

In good fortune, he now believes!

–Jonathan Caswell

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FAUNA IN THE STORM

FAUNA IN THE STORM

During the light rain and thunder,

We found a fauna under…

Our very feet,

A snapper sweet–

A tiny baby turtle of  wonder.

I couldn’t pick it up myself,

An incoming man with better health…

At my implore

Got it away from the door

To the pond where it’ll enjoy itself.

Our visitor, the size of a dime,

Or nickel, caught in time…

Avoided tragedy

We wouldn’t see

Til after it was smashed to slime!

–Jonathan Caswell

ABRAM OUT OF EGYPT

ABRAM OUT OF EGYPT

(Genesis 13)

Living in Egypt so long,

Abram grew more rich and strong…

With Sarah returned,

For whom Pharoah burned

The Lord said, it’s time–move along!

Like the coming up of springtime crocus,

The Lord said it’s time to refocus…

In again on Me

And what will be,

Get away from Egypt’s hocus-pocus.

Take care of whom you’ve got,

Including that young fellow, Lot…

The two of you crowd

The other so proud,

There isn’t a big enough spot!

You take one way, Lot the other,

Sarah will soon be a mother…

So focus on Me

And My guarantee

That you will be blessed like no other.

–Jonathan Caswell

IN THE LISTS

IN THE LISTS

(inspired by Chapter 6 of TRANSFORMING PRAYER…by Daniel Henderson, 2011, Bethany House Publishers)

In medieval times, the lists,

Where the best jouster exists…

Knocking down in line

The rest of his kind

Until none left would resist.

Which was fine…for that day,

But limits us when time to pray…

Organization is fine

But make one inclined

To ignore what the Spirit might say!

A check list, almost by rote,

Leaves little time to devote…

To listening hard

And praying large,

For those no others will note.

Prayer should be time with God,

Not just as an afterthought flawed…*

He wants your best,

Not the leftover rest,**

Walk with Him…and be awed.

–Jonathan Caswell

* Proverbs 3: 5-10

** Malachi 1: 7-9

THE MIGHTY BAKED BEAN POT

THE MIGHTY BAKED BEAN POT

In the olden days, Sunday’s surrey,

Wide open…dispelled any worry…

But in modern times

The public inclines

To vacate your space in a hurry!

Which is fine doing yard work weekends,

Although going to a movie depends…

Is a bathroom nearby

To avoid outcry,

Will they wait till the movie ends?

Having a mensroom nearby

With a short walk, is why…

During the week

At work I can “speak”

Not endangering folks who might die!

–Jonathan Caswell

AUTHOR’S NOTE:  Historically the practice of eating baked beans on Saturday nights was a New England (by the Puritans and others) tradition.  For these believers Sunday was their Sabboth in the strictest meaning of the word.  Cooking was forbidden—as was for Jews on Saturday, their Shabbot—so beans were baked for Saturday night in Puritan homes and eaten cold on Sunday…thus fulfilling their understanding of the Lord’s day every week.   And no…they didn’t have BEANO…to my knowledge!!!!   🙂