pictured words

a simple pairing of pictures and poetry

Tag: Just for fun

ADDRESSED BY THE WICKED WITCH OF THE WEST

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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

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

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Don’t like my string cheese stringy.
Don’t care for fishy fish.
Don’t want this squash-y thingy
that’s squishing in my dish.
I’ll take my eggplant scrambled, please,
with not-too-toasty toast.
I feel so sad for black-eyed peas,
and for the poor shanked roast.
My coffee grounds me just enough
to move on with my day,
but navigating it’s still tough.
Will curds show me the whey?
You’re nuts about my pecan pie,
but beef about my stew.
And I just chuckle, and here’s why:
It’s so fun ribbing you.  😉

© Marie Elena Good, 2019

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

I DON’T MEAN TO BE MEAN, BUT …

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HA!!!  Photo by Keith R. Good

The times I feel breath near my face
Makes me nervous of who’s in my space.
Are you foe?  Are you friend?
I don’t want to offend,
But deceased, just desist! Don’t touch base!

© 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. 😉

CUBS IN MY TUB

Bear in There by Shel Silverstein

“BEAR IN THERE” POEM AND ILLUSTRATION BY SHEL SILVERSTEIN

For Poetic Blooming’s prompt to write a poem reflecting the poet I wish I was. 

I adore everything Silverstein! He inspires me to write for children, but oh to write like he does! My poem entitled “Cubs in My Tub” was inspired by Mr. Silverstein’s “Bear in There.”


 

CUBS IN MY TUB  (by Marie Elena Good)

There are cubs in my tub
So I gave them my scrubby
To sponge off the grunge
That was left by my hubby.

But now, misbehaving,
They’re splashing, and shaving
(With hubby’s new blade!)
And now clearly a maid and a plumber
Would be laborsaving.

I opened the fridge to find Poppa bear there,
And I asked him to come get his cubs.
I was nervous (a smidge),
But then out from the fridge came
-Their poppa
-Their momma
-My hubs!

© Marie Elena Good, 2019

all my fault

GIGGLE GOADERS

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Laughter with cousins, next generation!  Keep it coming, fam! 

Frazier, Moonstruck, Princess Bride,
Cousins on my father’s side,
Husband’s laugh that fills the house,
(“What’s that roar?!” “That’s just my spouse.”),
White folks dancing (should be crimes!),
Silverstein’s and Nesbitt’s rhymes,
English Bulldogs, a good pun,
Babies’ giggles … guess I’m done.

© Marie Elena Good, 2019

WISTFULLY CONVINCED

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Helps the medicine go down.

“Imagination is the true magic carpet.”  ~Norman Vincent Peale

I. JASMINE AND MARY

One flies on carpet.
The other, her umbrella.
Both take me with them.

II. UNCLE ALBERT

Sometimes I believe
if I laugh hard enough, I’ll
float to the ceiling.

III. DOROTHY

Don’t be surprised to
witness me clicking my heels
when I get homesick.

IV. BASTIAN

See, books are more real
than our realest lives, and “nothing”
can take that away.

© Marie Elena Good, 2019

 

 

THE DEARLY DEPARTIED

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There once was a gal named Marie
Whose good friends and fam would agree
If she’s uninvited,
She’s just as delighted
To stay home and drink her hot tea.

© Marie Elena Good, 2019