pictured words

a simple pairing of pictures and poetry

Tag: Nature

June 6, 2023

STILL

Photo by Keith R. Good

During intensely busy seasons in life, sudden slight ailments can present a crucial stillness … moments to consider that which goes unnoticed in life’s rush.  My ears receive the sound of soft breeze outside my window. Birdsong becomes a symphony, which draws my eyes outdoors. My soul soars to blues in high places. Sparrows in the bird bath splash, relishing refreshing spray. Serenity ensues as my spirit sings praise to my God. Suddenly, I sense words slipping from my mind’s recesses, and I must shape and preserve them before they are lost. So satisfying, this necessitated pause that allows time to stop elusive words from slipping from tenuous grasp.

It isn’t illness
if the stillness that ensues
is life sustaining.

© Marie Elena Good, 2023

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May 18, 2018

RETURN TO THE HILLS (Sonnet for My Keith, and Our Little Blue Cabin in Ohio’s Hocking Hills)

 

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How many years have you and I come here
To seek a respite from demands of time?
We listen long as birdsongs echo clear,
From porch swing’s nest, to hills we dare to climb.

We had to leave behind our getaway,
As pressures of life’s urgencies took charge.
This season rendered cabin dreams “someday,”
But pressing needs no longer loom so large.

We’re homebodies (both you and I), and this,
Our quiet cabin nestled in the pines,
Feels so like coming home, it’s simply bliss –
This space where life and harmony align.

I’ve seen these hills with no one else but you.
There’s none with whom I’d rather share this view.

© Marie Elena Good, 2018

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June 1, 2016

UNWANTED NEIGHBORS (Diminished Hexaverse)

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PHOTO BY KEITH R. GOOD

The trouble with hawks
Is they  cause trouble.
So when they began
To nest in our oak,
They were not welcome.

Squirrels were here first.
Jays were here first,
As were robins,
And chickadees

And others.
Don’t under-
Estimate

Others.
Hawk nest?

Hawked.

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April 22, 2015

CHURCH SALAD LUNCHEON

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Everything was just peachy,
Until jokes began raisin eyebrows.
“Mangoes into a bar …”

Figures … it was the rutabaga.
Elderberries grabbed olive the baby peas,
Endive never seen them move so fast –
It was plum bananas!

Luckily, no one was squashed.

Currantly, things seem to be back under control.
Lettuce hope it stays this way.
Shallot turn ugly again, we’ll just beet it.

In response to Robert Lee Brewer’s April Poem-a-Day Challenge, 2015, Prompt 22 – Nature

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Image | June 29, 2014
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