pictured words

a simple pairing of pictures and poetry

Tag: Childhood

SUMMER FAIR

“Let’s rhyme,” he says, and so I do
of summer fairs and barbeque,
with marching-band parades uptown,
and small-town smiles all around.
The carny folk that drew you in
with big stuffed prizes you could win,
but off you’d go with some cheap toy
you’d carry home, but not enjoy.
Yet nonetheless, you’ll reminisce,
and I will guarantee you this:
That you will wish you were still there:
that child at the summer fair.

© Marie Elena Good, 2019

SATURDAY NIGHTS

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Found photo at blog of James Wallace Harris 

When I was just a little girl,
I’d whimper in my room.
I’d plug my ears, hold back the tears,
And fight the dread of doom.

With covers pulled up to my eyes,
I’d suffocate my scream.
What once-a-week would make me freak?
The Perry Mason theme!

© Marie Elena Good, 2019

I WAS SUCH A WIMP!  Still am. 😉

TREEHOUSE

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We could build a treehouse there
Where quiet breeze flows through the wood
And echoes of our childhood
Still faintly hover in the air.

I ponder it with broadening smile!
So, could we build a treehouse there?
I know we could, but do we dare?
I think it just might be worthwhile.

I hope that you can be convinced
For once my heart became aware
That we could build a treehouse there,
I’ve been obsessing ever since.

It wouldn’t be the same elsewhere
For that is where we laughed and played
And where our hearts took root and stayed.
I’m glad we built a treehouse there.

 

© Marie Elena Good

MOTHER’S DAY

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Photo by Deanna Marie Metts

All I wanted was to give you a gift –
A pretty something you could wear
On your wrist,
Or around your neck.
Something having nothing to do
With construction paper,
scissors,
or crayons.
Something purchased with paper money
From a department store.
Something wrapped in ribbon.

Now all I want is to give you a gift –
Something having nothing to do
With purchases
With paper money.
I want to give you

Sunny smiles,
Smooth sailing,
Sweet solace.

OPEN AIR PICTURE SHOW

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Photo credit: dreamstime.com 

We as children
Face-up in soft grass
Hands clasped behind our heads
Watching floating scenes above,
Seeing things differently –
Each through our own lens,
Mimicking real life.

 

© Marie Elena Good

HAIKU (UNTITLED)

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Image credit:  Reusable Art Dot Com

bikes with beaded spokes
ribboned trikes, wagons, drums, tears
rain on our parade

DIAL BACK TIME (a triolet)

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Photo credit:  123RF

Back then, our clocks had hands and feet
No wings, yet time still seemed to fly
As singing trucks brought ice cream treats.

Back then, our clocks had hands and feet,
And we played kickball in the street
While friends and neighbors happened by.

Back then, our clocks had hands and feet
No wings, yet time still seemed to fly.

© Marie Elena Good

NIGHT SMILES, NILES OHIO

Sunny day of summer play with friends
Ends.

Night falls.
Streetlights call me home.
Bathed and pj’d,
Porch swing lulls, but cannot dull
The day’s fun,
Spun of love.

Mom smiles;
Files away another day.
We pray and say goodnight.
Sleep tight.
Sweet dreams.

Even the moon beams.

 

© Marie Elena Good 2016

 

 

SUMMER NIGHTS ON BELMONT

Sounds of fun
Blow in through my window.

Mistaking laughter for music,
My curtains dance on the breeze,
While my head has trouble staying on the pillow.

© Marie Elena Good 2016

 

 

MAKES NO DIFFERENCE WHO YOU ARE

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Image courtesy of en.wikipedia.org

A star-struck me in childhood bliss
Off day dreaming, as dreamers do
And in this dream, I steal a kiss …
And would, were I a cricket too.

 

© Marie Elena Good, 2016