Wait, What?
I should be content
with my cozy home, but I
really want a porch.
You know: a front porch
that welcomes old and new friends
and has a porch swing.
Maybe wrap-around,
with pretty haint blue ceiling,
and tongue-and-groove floor.
‘Musts’ are ceiling fans,
some colorful hanging plants,
and two rocking chairs.
If I could, I would
build it myself. Believe me –
if I wood, I could.
© Marie Elena Good 2026
Home
Is
The state
Of my heart:
Heart-shaped Ohio.
“Ohio, The Heart of It All,”
Is more than its slogan, to me. It’s a certainty
Born of dappled sunlight, porch swing swishes, marching bands, sure love, and lingering laughter.
© Marie Elena Good, 2021
(Bummer. My final line, written in 21 syllables, breaks up on site.)
Photo credit: Desde La Republica Dominicana
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
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