pictured words

a simple pairing of pictures and poetry

Tag: Weep with those who weep

TRUER THINGS

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Image by Brian Merrill from Pixabay 

What makes you feel loved?
I silently asked no one in particular,
Expecting their response
To match mine. 
But it didn’t. 
So I had to learn them –
Their language,
Their movements,
Their culture,
Their needs,
Their history –
Them. 
Then I silently said again,
To all who were there and not there –
What makes you feel loved?
This time, their answer matched mine.
It always did.

© Marie Elena Good, 2019

un câlin pour un allié (a hug for an ally)

 

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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