UNTITLED SENRYU
Image from demilked.com
Can we see from space
that a slower, simpler pace
is earth’s saving grace?
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
pictured words
a simple pairing of pictures and poetry
April 25, 2020
April 24, 2020
NATURE OF THE BEAST
Photo of “The Bean,” by Poppa
When your leader suggests disinfectant,
ingestible or an injectant,
should you chuckle or cry
or heave a big sigh
and wonder what you were expectin’?
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
Okay so part of me feels guilty about this one, but we gotta laugh, right?!
April 23, 2020
SOCIALLY REWIRED IN NO TIME FLAT
Photo courtesy of Pixabay
I’m all for the masks and hand-washing,
Keeping 6 feet away and not touching,
But for cryin’ out loud
I just gasped at the crowd
On the old T.V. show that I’m watching!
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
True story, y’all! LOL!
April 21, 2020
MASK MAKER, MASK MAKER
Photo courtesy of Pixabay’s Pasja1000
Mask Maker, Mask Maker,
Make me a mask.
Ward off my cough.
That’s all I ask.
Mask Maker, Mask Maker,
Nothing too posh.
Just make me a modest mask.
Mask Maker, Mask Maker,
Put folks at ease
as they pass by,
and I must sneeze.
Your mission, see,
is to render for me
a smidgeon of PPE.
Then drop it
off over yonder.
Leave quickly,
and leave nothing else, please,
for me. Well, I wouldn’t holler
if TP’s included (I’m ill at ease).
Mask Maker, Mask Maker,
Thanks for the mask!
My husband’s at peace,
no longer repeats
day after day, “Sharing isn’t condoned,”
now that I have one
of my own.
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
April 20, 2020
Untitled senryu (isolation prompt)
Image from Pixabay by Gordon Johnson
Until they are brought
together to speak, they’re just
twenty six letters.
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
April 19, 2020
STAY-AT-HOME SUNDAY MORNING CONFESSIONS
Photo by Anemone 123 at Pixabay
She’s become a permanent fixture
in her own home. Comfortable and cozy.
Not lonely, and
determined that nobody else will be either.
But there is a bump in her road, and
a chink in her resolve.
A chasm, built of laziness
she has come to embrace.
Isn’t idleness inherent
in permanent fixtures?
Deep inside her is a plea she turns a deaf ear to:
the low howl of the lonely.
And she wonders why she writes her poem
in third person.
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
April 17, 2020
UNTITLED LIMERICK
WHOA! THE PROMPT FOR TODAY IS “EROTIC”????!!!
HAS OUR PROMPTER BECOME IDIOTIC???!!!
I’M UPSET AND UPTIGHT!!!!!!!
WHAT’S BECOME OF THIS SITE???!!!
WHY, I’LL GIVE HIM A PIECE … Oh. “Exotic.”
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
April 16, 2020
Untitled response to 2020 April PAD Prompt: the last blank
Pixabay image credit: https://pixabay.com/users/alexandra_koch-621802/
We wouldn’t suspect
the last time we visited
could be our last time.
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
#covidnineteen
#seventeenintwenty
I had kind of promised myself I would not get morbid during this PAD challenge. But here I am. I’ll try to write another poem that sparks a smile or a smirk. 😉
April 15, 2020
GROWING DREAMS
Photo credit: Keith R. Good
Wake up beautiful
Cute high heels, good for my feet
Feel pretty daily
No-pain fun workouts
Tasty food without weight gain
Flattering clothes, all
Snow with no slipping
Nightly beach stroll with no bugs
Flowers with no weeds
Warmth with no sweating
Nice chill with no shivering
Charcoal clouds with sun
Endless connections
Continuous potential
World with no borders
Love without judgement
Hard truths spread with soft edges
Loved. No exceptions.
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
April 14, 2020
ANTI-SESTINA
I will not write Sestinas, sir.
It’s not the form that I prefer.
See, when I try, my brain won’t purr.
It spits and chokes. My mind’s a blur.
I will not write for him, or her.
I will not write Sestinas, sir.
And you’d be right if you infer
I will not write Sestinas, sir.
To navigate me through, for sure
I’d have to have a good chauffer.
Or wine or beer or hard liquor.
But I don’t drink, so then I’d slur.
I will not write Sestinas, sir.
To your insistence, I demur.
My mind is striking, as it were.
I’m not a poetry poseur.
To Walt Wojtanik, I’ll defer –
Our chief Sestina Whisperer.
© Marie Elena Good, 2020
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