COMFORT FOODS

It’s Mom’s recipes –
stained, and written in her hand –
that nourish my heart.
© Marie Elena Good, 2019

It’s Mom’s recipes –
stained, and written in her hand –
that nourish my heart.
© Marie Elena Good, 2019

Image credit: Pixabay
What?
You think you’re somehow
special?
You think yours is the first house
to ever be dropped here?
Well hear this, my pretty –
This city has swallowed dynasties
whole
and the only dear thing about you
is the pair of shoes you stole.
Return them now,
or refuse. You choose,
but at your own peril.
I’m feral, and there’ll be
no mistaking I’m taking what’s mine.
Oh, see? My vultures are circling!
All in due time, my dears. All in due time.
© Marie Elena Good, 2019

Eighteen years later,
some don’t need a reminder.
How can they forget?
© Marie Elena Good, 2019

Photo credit: Eric Mavis
It was said that Rabbit is made
of important things.
Piglet said, “Rabbit has brain,”
and, “Yes, Rabbit is clever.”
And that may be.
Yes, that may be.
But our smidgen-y Piglet is made
of weighty things –
nearly all of him being empathy
and oh-such-friendness
and how-can-I-helpness.
As Eeyore said
on that blustery day,
“Mind you don’t get blown away,
little Piglet. You’d be missed.”
And when you are missed,
you are weighty, indeed.
Christopher Robin’s friends
show us how to be ourselves
among others.
Being ourselves among others is
an important thing.
A weighty thing.
A Piglet-and-Pooh-and-Rabbit-and-Roo,
and Kanga-and-Eeyore-and-Tigger-and-Owl,
and love-me-for-me-and-I’ll-love-you-for-you,
significant, super-salubrious thing.
And so, little girl with your Piglet in tow,
be yourself as you grow,
and let others be so.
And when you’ve outgrown
your sweet childhood ways,
please hold Piglet at heart
for the rest of your days.
© Marie Elena Good, 2019