words crack open
Photo by Keith R. Good
words crack open
some willingly
spilling
some win-
some
some wince-
some
some pester
and fester
some swoon
in moonlit sky
and wonder
why
she’s deaf
to their cry
© Marie Elena Good, 2017
pictured words
a simple pairing of pictures and poetry
Tag: Photo by Keith R. Good
April 27, 2017
April 22, 2017
HOW IT ENDED (fable)
Photo by Keith R. Good
“We’re all doomed!” wailed baboon.
“Now, says who?” asked the shrew.
“It’s a lie!” declared fly.
“You buffoon!” slurred raccoon.
“Please, please, please!” pleaded bees,
“What baboon says is true!
We are dying in droves!
If we die, you will too!”
“But that’s not what MAN says,
and he’d KNOW,” shrieked the crow.
And the rest felt affirmed
While baboon’s head hung low.
“We rely on each bee,” whispered unnoticed flea.
With the flea’s voice unheard,
And the baboon, insulted
No common sense stirred,
And the poet’s voice halted.
© Marie Elena Good, 2017
April 6, 2017
HEARING IS NOT THE SAME AS LISTENING
Photo by Keith R. Good
“Hearing is Not the Same as Listening” ~ Sarah Elizabeth (my young, wise, single-mom cousin)
Grunts, yelps, shrieks,
laughs, and cries
are Kenzie’s only tools of communication.
But this morning was different.
This morning, as Sarah readied the children for school,
the pattern of Kenzies “noise” sounded suddenly familiar.
All preparations halted, as Sarah began to sing
lines from a Veggie Tales movie.
Kenzie made eye contact.
EYE CONTACT.
Then Sarah and Kenzie began alternating lines.
No one has heard Kenzie utter a word in years.
Yet all this time she has been singing, unnoticed.
And now Sarah will sing with Kenzie
a hundred times in an hour
if that’s what she wants.
In the cacophony of life,
listen
and hear
cadence,
harmony,
and even dissonance.
For sometimes a solo
hungers for harmony.
© Marie Elena Good, 2017
January 15, 2017
LOVE SPEAKS
Photo by Keith R. Good
When love speaks,
It speaks softly.
When love listens,
It listens intently.
But when love sings,
It ascends to the heavens,
And enchants its very Creator.
(C) Marie Elena Good, 2010
Originally posted at “Across the Lake, Eerily”
December 15, 2016
LONGING
I long for a world
Not riddled with sin
Where the earth is kind,
And the people therein.
(c) Marie Elena Good, 2009
December 14, 2016
POSSIBILITIES
Creation is fluent
in the art of possibilities.
© Marie Elena Good, 2009
July 15, 2016
un câlin pour un allié (a hug for an ally)
Photo by Keith R. Good
Hate reigns. What remains
To say? To pray?
We disavow
(somehow)
Our sin in errant skin –
Our callous view of life
As strife endures, and carnage lures
The vilest mind.
Oh, mankind!
Weep desolately deep
As France steeps in blood,
And floods of tears release
A piece of Nice.
© Marie Elena Good
June 19, 2016
UNTITLED
Photo by Keith R. Good
Loss can be peculiar
Sometimes trading nothing
For something
June 5, 2016
A WEEK IN HAIKU
Photo by Keith R. Good
“… for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning.” ~ Lamentations 3
Dawn’s light emerges,
Hastening a new week’s cares.
Her knees, eroding.
Vivid moss roses
Flamboyant ruby hummers
Adore(n) her prayer walk
A murky morning.
Gloom seems to silence nature.
A still, small Voice calls.
The sun failed to rise,
She believes. And so she seeks
Son’s radiant grace.
Unsettling dream
Halted by sound of music
Caroled in her heart
Her heart feels absent;
Her spirit, arid and parched.
A gentle rain falls.
As dusk’s light withdraws,
She reaches out for His hand,
And there, finds her heart.
© Marie Elena Good
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