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THE POET

THE POET

In the beginning,
The Poet spoke creation
into being. He,

along with His Son,
effortlessly began all
with only Their voice.

All that is, was, or
ever will be, was simply,
easily, declared.

All creation sings.
It even began with song.
Now THAT’s poetic!

As for me, this is the desire of my heart: “And I’ll be the poet who sings your glory – and live what I sing every day.” ~ Psalm 61:8

“The morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy.” ~ Job 38:4

Job, Psalms, Proverbs, Ecclesiastes, Lamentations, and the Song of Solomon are poetry books in the Bible. If you believe, as I do, that the Bible is the inspired word of God, God is a poet! I LOVE that!

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August 16, 2025

The Atmosphere Here

Photo by Kennst du schon die Umkreisel App? on Pexels.com

Hundreds of billions
of stars in the universe
pale when compared to

the tens of trillions
of nonexistent dollars.
American debt.

© Marie Elena Good 2025

one trillion = 1,000 billion

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May 30, 2021

BENEATH THE MOON OF GOD’S CHOOSING

In the midst of war
(and there is always a war)
lies grim misjudging.
Fear of difference.
Insatiable greed for land.
Resolute loathing.
Dire false impressions.
Grave miscommunications.

And a common moon.

And beneath that moon,
in God’s perfect alignment,
is home to us all.
We’ve food and water
(if only we’d gladly share),
great plains and mountains,
celebrated seas
with unfathomably large
communal mammals.
With microscopic
yet astoundingly complex
sentient beings.
Sands God has numbered
stay in place as our home spins,
not spilling a drop
of the vast waters
that both adorn and provide,
beautify and quench.

And though we do not
tend to her needs (let alone
the needs of “others”),
God gave us this home
brilliantly placed beneath the
moon of His choosing,
populated with
children He chooses to love.
(There are no “others.”}

August 2, 2020

Song (Senryu)

Photo by Paul Bates (Pixabay)

You sang creation
into being. You “sang” me.
Lord, teach me my song.

October 24, 2019

HOCKING HILLS AUTUMN 2019 DAY 5 (2)

Photos by Marie Elena Good

Lovers and children
make paper hearts. God uses
all of creation.

#57519
#hockinghills

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October 22, 2019

HOCKING HILLS AUTUMN 2019 DAY 2

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Conkles Hollow Rim Trail (200 feet above the floor). Photo by Keith R. Good

Some young couples hike
the rim trail with their babies.
I smile, while cringing.

October 21, 2019

Hocking Hills Autumn 2019 Day 1

Photo from Frontier Log Cabins. Click link for more info.

Back to our cabin,
where I found my heart waiting
on the front porch swing.

#57519

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July 31, 2019

MY LORD AND MY GOD

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Photo by Keith R. Good

When I breathe my last
I will see You face to face,
and life will begin.

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May 5, 2019

MILKY WAY

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In last night’s sky
I saw hundreds of stars
above me,
and I remembered
Michigan’s night sky,
when you and I stood
beneath not hundreds
but billions
or trillions
and I wished
I could take them home.

In last night’s sky
I saw hundreds of stars
above me.
Today, not even one.
Not even the sun.

But now?
Now, I know they are here –

billions
and trillions
and even the sun,
and even when I see
not even one.

And I see no need
to take them home,

for now I see
they are my home.

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April 23, 2019

Tranquility, To Me

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FIRE

Fireplace captivates –
holds my eyes in place; my heart
releasing its race.

WATER

Night sky’s silent moon
presides over a serene
song of sluggish waves

WIND

Perched in autumn’s tree,
color floating around me
as my book leaves turn.