Tag Archives: survival

OUR GEESE GETTING VISITORS?

OUR GEESE GETTING VISITORS?

 An Atlantic Goose Management

Representative will be sent…

To visit “our” geese,

Will he come in peace–

Will the outcome we resent?

Maybe the one with broken wing

Will be kept for zoo visiting…

She’s so far survived

Several years, stayed alive,

Despite snow and everything!

Or maybe he’ll take a goose census,

Combining with numbers “immensus”…

Migration flyways

Change often these days,

As habitat change commences.

–Jonathan Caswell

SHE GAVE SOME TO HIM…AND HE ATE IT

SHE GAVE SOME TO HIM…AND HE ATE IT

(Another view of Genesis 3:6)

He wants to please the Missus,

Ensuring her supply of kisses…

Getting what she asks

His required task,

And often pleasurable this is.

She eats often in view,

He figures…I should too…

Not to take a taste

Seems such a waste,

Even if they are not supposed to!

I know how Adam must have felt,

My wife and I are not svelte…

I buy what she wants

And our naughtiness flaunts

What remains under our belts!

I know what we eat is wrong

But it pleases to tag along…

Just one little treat

Special to eat,

Will the rest of the time keep us strong.

It’s proven as fairly reliable

This practice helps survival…

Younger ones see

It’s all right for me,

The mates’ bond is undeniable.

But this trait came with a curse,

From eating something  a lot worse…

Adam knew

But chose to do

What made walks with God adverse.

Sometimes what seems good is bad,

Making the results really sad…

To disobey

And throw all away

For the sake of “wisdom” from a cad.

–Jonathan Caswell

ONE OF THOSE WEEKS…!

ONE OF THOSE WEEKS…!

 

At times our faith will be tested,

With all signs of progress arrested…

Not enough cash

For medicine or “mash”,*

Praying the next hill can be crested.

I like “donuts” except when driving,

On them, worried for their surviving…

Over a week,

I’m up a creek

Without a paddle, with no income deriving!

Not having much to give at church

Being income-limited in a lurch…

Don’t know how we’ll get to

Our medical debts, too,

Seems rather an awkward perch.

We’re eating less all the time,

The weight loss makes it almost fine…

Have to recalculate

What hasn’t been “ate”

If blood sugars get out of line.

We try to do the best that we can,

Them we’re hit with another charge or head slam…

Times tougher will be,

We are still trainees

Enduring to follow God’s plan.

We do not blame God for our own

Sins and maturity ungrown…

As the budget goes splat

We are more aware that,

Every saint will struggle before reaching Home.

 

–Jonathan Caswell

*”mash”…as in the English/British term, “bangers and mash”…refers to specifically mashed potato,  and in general, food.     Bangers and mash…an English/Irish delicacy…refers to sausage and mashed potato, often with an onion or other favored gravy.  “Bangers” are called that apparently because the sausage casing pops open (bangs) when cooked. (info from Ask.com, and elsewhere)

 

SUDDEN REALIZATIONS

SUDDEN REALIZATIONS

 

It’s taken twenty-five years,

With lots of back-and-forth tears…

To see what is meant

By relationship bent,

And not exempt from one’s peers!

The Mother was rather controlling,

In fact, by constant patrolling…

Ensured that her son’s

Survival was won,

By near-constant family extolling!

Which led to a certain ill fame,

And curses upon his name…

For being the younger,

He had his own hunger

To establish his own claim to fame.

He realizes manipulation

While a part of his indignation…

Also was a key

In who’d he marry,

Not the same, mind you, but different in translation.

He will not name any names

For he loves wife and mother the same…

Each in their own ways

They’ve patterned his days,

Prewired for this?–what a shame.

 

–Jonathan Caswell