untitled aubade (dawn)
Photo by Keith R. Good
“Make it dark, make it grim, make it tough, but then, for the love of God, tell a joke.” ~ Josh Whedon
My mind was entombed
In the dark night of my soul.
Then it dawned on me …
pictured words
a simple pairing of pictures and poetry
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May 25, 2016
May 10, 2016
YAWEH ELOHIM
Photo by Keith R. Good
This is the first time I have posted words gleaned from someone else. I created this little site to be a place to pair my own poetry with images from others … but these words from my pastor so richly and deeply touched me, I wanted to share them here. As is often the case, one of my husband Keith’s photos serves as a perfect backdrop.
If you do not know this Yahweh Elohim Pastor Kain speaks of, I would be honored to introduce Him to you. Feel free to leave a comment below, with a way to get in touch with you.
Marie
May 8, 2016
MOTHER OF ALZHEIMER’S
Photo by Themes.com
Who birthed (unearthed)
This unwelcome invasion,
Or gave it the right
To hijack each occasion
Meant to endure and assure her
She’s loved. She belongs.
It ceaselessly wrongs her,
Assassinates her senses;
Condenses her being
To fleeting moments,
Thought amputation,
Self dislocation,
And few kin.
And it will win.
© Marie Elena Good, 2016
May 4, 2016
LOST, BUT NOT AIMLESS
Painting by Jackie Meier
I believe in small government. I love my Uncle Sam, but don’t trust him to use our taxes effectively, efficiently, or fairly to benefit the needy among us. I believe in the heart of the American people to nurture the disadvantaged, and I don’t begrudge those who have much.
I believe in lifting our lamp beside the golden door. I believe that lady in the harbor meant what she said, and knew that big hearts win in the end.
I’ve always looked right for my compass, but I’ve become disoriented.
I don’t recognize the mercenary face extending a deceitful hand to haul me down a freeway that is not free, and is not the way.
And yet …
Don’t talk to me about turning left at the intersection. For there I see a self-aggrandizing dragon that breathes intolerance even as it feigns open arms.
Don’t talk to me about moderate. A little of this and a pinch of that have no home – no place to rest their head or raise their voice.
Lost, but not aimless … and not alone.
“In the LORD’s hand the king’s heart is a stream of water that he channels toward all who please him.” ~ Proverbs 21:1
© Marie Elena Good, 2016
Jackie Meier: ( https://www.facebook.com/JackieMeierPaintings/?fref=ts )
April 20, 2016
Ours is not a Fairy Tale
He’s not Prince Charming – nor I, Snow White.
He’s loved me, not as spell-bound knight
in dreamy woodland’s moon-spilled light,
nor magic-carpet star-strewn flight.
A quiet man who’s loved me through
the ugliness real life can brew.
No fairy tale – More trials in queue,
This noble man fulfills “I do.”
© Marie Elena Good, 2016
Happy 25th, Keith. Though ours is not a fairy tale love, it’s far deeper than enchanted storybook romance. I love you and thank God many times per day for you.
April 14, 2016
Oh, For a Crown to Return
PHOTO BY REBECCA TRUMBULL PHOTOGRAPHY
A tortured, thorn-crowned costly love –
Above, sun-darkened firmament.
Below, the Man on cursed tree hangs –
Birth pangs of earth. A curtain rent.
My Lord became my sin for me –
His skin was scourged; His soul besieged.
His Father turned His face away –
Their plan unchanged since first conceived.
What great a sacrifice was made –
The price was paid, unmerited.
For though I’ve sinned against my God,
His riches I’ve inherited.
Implausibly, He holds a crown
For my unworthy head to bear.
But I will lay mine at His feet –
My heart replete; my answered prayer.
© Marie Elena Good 2016
When Jesus came out wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe, Pilate said to them, “Here is the man!” ~ John 19:5
I am coming soon. Hold fast what you have, so that no one may seize your crown. ~ Revelation 3:11
March 24, 2016
CHRIST
Christ Jesus Messiah
Humbled Himself, taking the form of a slave
Regarded others more highly than Himself
Innocent, He bore our sins
Sacrificed in life
Triumphant in death!
March 23, 2016
Unhindered
If only hate could be
S e v e r e d
By earnestly penned poems.
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