MARIE ELENA GOOD

“MARIE”  – an acrostic profile poem

eamon and meMERCIFUL.
She finds it easy to be merciful, as she experiences daily the mercy of her God.

APPROACHABLE.
Welcoming eyes and ready smile … not peculiar enough to frighten, nor so lovely as to intimidate.

REDEEMED.
Sinner-deemed-sinless, a debt she can’t pay.

INDEBTED.
Humbly and deeply thankful for parents who taught much, and loved regardless; an abundance of encouraging, uplifting, loyal friends and extended family; and mostly her Creator, whose unyielding love, grace, and mercy breathe her very existence.

ENTHUSIASTIC.
Taught by her father that “Nothing great was ever accomplished without enthusiasm.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~I bring to the garden my birth-month flower:  the Marigold. This simple, understated flower means “winning grace.”

Walt Wojtanik and I also shared a once-upon-a-blog:  Across the Lake, Eerily.  

One of my favorite “duties” (a great privilege) for our site is interviewing other poets and special guests.  Links to each interview may be found in the upper menu, or at this link: https://poeticbloomings2.wordpress.com/web-wednesday-interviews/.

Walt made me change chairs, and HE interviewed ME.  Walt’s Interview with me  9/14/2011

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172 thoughts on “MARIE ELENA GOOD

  1. Code 300.29 Coulrophobia

    Bozo caused me massive panic –
    Used to think he was satanic.
    Thought perhaps I was a chicken
    When I’d feel my heart rate quicken.
    Science knows this fear of mine:
    Code three hundred point two nine.
    Coulrophobia is real
    DSM-IV seals the deal.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT #125 – LAUGH CLOWN, LAUGH

  2. Sophie
    Cute cuddle bug
    Closed-eyed smile, hugging Grandpop
    Perfectly framed by the doorway
    Picture-perfect moment

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good

    Jesus
    Warm beating heart
    Showing us how to use it
    Tangibly, right here where we live
    I can’t help but love Him

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – PENSEE

  3. “Jesus wept.” ~John 11:35

    The Word became flesh
    Revealing the heart of God
    We can relate to.

    (a senryu)

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good

    (Note from Marie: ”Jesus wept” is the shortest verse in the Bible. This tiny two-word sentence, for me, displays the warm human heart of Jesus Christ and magnificently voices the love and heart of my God. Wow.)

    PROMPT #126 – LITTLE THINGS

  4. INDIGENT

    I find my heart is easily deceived,
    And vain attempts to emulate my Lord
    Just seem to leave my spirit in discord.
    I try in spite of what I have believed –
    No good apart from God can be achieved.
    So why do I attempt this my own way,
    While knowing I’ll most likely go astray?
    How could I be so foolish and naïve?
    Lord, sculpt my heart as putty in your hand;
    Affix my soul, and do not let it roam.
    Reveal Yourself, that I may understand
    How fully You’re my heart, my hearth, my home.
    Without You, I can keep not one command –
    I need you so much more than I can poem.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – BYRON’S SONNET

  5. The Fax of the Matter

    A stay-at-home mom, now single,
    I needed to enter the workforce.
    It had been more than a decade
    Since I’d graduated from high school.
    No college for me.

    We were not of the privileged few
    With home computers.
    In fact, I had no computer experience
    Whatsoever,
    And was not tech-savvy
    In the least.
    So I entered a local college on a –
    Ready for this? –
    “Displaced housewife” grant.
    I chose a secretarial course.

    After just a few months in,
    I was offered a decent job
    At The University of Toledo.
    I quit college and snatched it up.
    That, after all, was why I was in school
    At age thirty.

    My first week on the job,
    I received a call from the U.T. librarian.

    “Miss, will you please tell Dr. Burnham
    He has a facts.”

    I thought for a moment.
    Did I hear her correctly?
    I responded.

    “Pardon me. Did you say Dr. Burnham has
    A facts?”

    “Yes ma’am. He can pick it up at the front desk.”

    Completely baffled, I repeated again…

    “I’m sorry. Are you saying Dr. Burnham has
    A facts? As in singular ‘a,’ and ‘facts’?”

    Now she seemed a bit impatient.

    “Yes. A facts. He has a facts. We’ll hold it for him.”

    Well, I wasn’t going to question her any further, so
    I wrote down the message for Dr. Burnham.
    But seriously, I don’t know how some folks land a job,
    Much less at a university.
    Sheesh!

    (Embarrassingly, a true story. 😉 )

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT #127 – LOL

  6. Online Dating Service

    You got a call from God-knows-who
    Who may be playing tricks on you.
    He said he’d meet you here at three.
    Three came and went without a he.
    There may be cause for pause. Beware.
    Beware! There are some creeps out there.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – MIRROR SESTET

  7. Interesting to note
    A true hero’s response is
    “just doing my job.”

    (a senryu)

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT #128 – HEROES PROVED

  8. Pipe Down. I’m Trying to be Thoughtful.

    Hush now. Hush … I’m trying to write,
    Which takes a lot of thought, you know.
    I’ve got to keep my goal in sight.
    Hush now. Hush … I’m trying to write.
    I’m trying hard to be polite,
    But need to focus brain cells, so
    Hush now. Hush … I’m trying to write.
    This takes a lot of thought, you know.
    Don’t want a brawl; don’t want to fight.
    HUSH now. HUSH … I’m TRYING to WRITE!
    I’m NOT annoyed. I’m NOT uptight.
    My stack is NOT about to blow!
    But you MUST HUSH … I’m trying to write,
    And that takes THOUGHT, I’ll have you know!

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – TRIOLET SONNET

  9. She’s a Great Grandfather

    Perplexed by the words he is choosing –
    His mixing of gender’s amusing.
    He says, “She’s a beauty,”
    While doing the duty
    Of winding our clock. It’s confusing!

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT 129 – PERSONIFICATION

  10. MARIE ELENA’S lAmE FRESLIGHE

    Arresting Arrhythmia

    I’m against this principle
    Of leaving rhythm unfenced.
    Rhyme three, then two syllables?
    What have I come up against?
    Iamb, I love completely
    And in her defense I scram
    -ble to save her discreetly.
    Un-victorious, I am.
    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good

    MARIE ELENA’S ANTI-AE FRESLIGHE

    Dear Ms. Clarken:

    I do not like Ae freslighe, Ma’am.
    I do not like her sans iamb.
    She messes with my rhythmic ear.
    I wish that she would disappear.
    I do not like Ae freslighe, Ma’am.
    I’d rather eat green eggs and spam.

    😉

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – AE FRESLIGHE

  11. One

    One heart was freed
    One soul was saved
    One life unchained
    One sentence waived
    One died for me
    One took my place
    One sacrifice
    One act of grace
    One Holy God
    One Trinity
    One Perfect Lamb
    One thankful me

    © copyright 2009, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT #130 – THANKFULNESS

  12. Oulipoo

    Sue’s flue’s Lou’s new loo.
    Pew.

    © copyright 2009, Marie Elena Good
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – OULIPO (HOLORHYME)

  13. HUH?

    This word’s vast dispersal
    (ahead or reversal)
    is quite universal –
    it needs no rehearsal.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT #131 – SODA? POP? SOFTDRINK? WHAT?

  14. A Tattle Tale

    “Twitchy” Mitch is tattle-rich.
    I’d take the twitch and ditch the snitch.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good

    On Nasher!

    Revealed: Ogden’s former career?
    ’Twas Nasher, the Rhymin’ Reindeer!

    But this abecedarian authoritarian’s verses
    Were aeronautically challenging. Curses.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – NASHER

  15. “What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.” ~ Ecclesiastes 1:9

    Light
    follows
    darkness
    follows
    light
    in time and perception

    and so it goes
    and so it will

    Until the god I am
    makes way
    for the God I Am.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT 132 – IT’S NOT WHAT YOU THINK

  16. Politically Unbecoming

    We tend to see things differently,
    But I would never stoop so low
    As to treat you viciously.

    I’d never thought of you as “foe,”
    But that’s how you have treated me
    Since partisan rifts began to grow.

    I’d love to let ideas flow,
    But you would just get mean so, no.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – TERZA RIMA

  17. Consider the Garden

    What rose
    Glances with scorn
    At the aster,
    Thinking
    “I don’t understand,
    Therefore I fear.”

    Let every gardener
    And every passerby
    Discover the beauty of color,
    Texture and fragrance
    As they mingle
    And adorn.

    © copyright 2013, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT #133 – THE GARDEN

  18. Keeping Watch

    Joseph leads with somber grace
    A weary donkey slows the pace
    A restless Babe in Mary’s womb
    An empty trough will hold Him soon

    Anticipation grips the earth
    A star will mark the foretold birth
    There’s something in the air tonight
    Compelling truth will come to light

    The angels watch with trembling wing
    Awaiting birth of infant King

    © Marie Elena Good, 2013
    IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY – SONNETINA TRE

  19. Light and Life

    Abandoned glory for virgin’s womb.
    For his birth, there was no room.
    Embraced His fate, though death did loom,
    Crucified; then laid in tomb.
    Conquered sin and death outright,
    My Redeemer won the fight.
    Sacrificed for sin’s dark blight;
    Light and Life of Silent Night.

    © 2009, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT #134 – SEASON OF LIGHT

  20. “For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.” ~Luke 2:11

    What God is This?
    Following the angel’s appearance months ago,
    A young woman – mystified, yet willing –
    Subjected herself to ridicule
    While readying for the baby whose presence
    Began making itself evident.

    Then came the night
    On the heels of a long and arduous journey
    In humbleness of setting and witness.

    How prepared was the young woman’s weary body
    And emotion-laden heart
    For the miracle of birth, much less this Miracle of Birth –
    This holy night that culminates in pulling her newborn son
    To her breast,
    Offering life-giving milk
    To the very One who created life,
    And came to offer it eternal.

    What God is this who would choose this humble,
    Implausible means
    Out of love for a sinner?

    My God.

    My God…

    © 2013, Marie Elena Good
    A CHRISTMAS DAY POEM

  21. HOLY BOOK (a sonnet)

    A book of books; a letter to mankind
    God-breathed to men of many walks of life –
    And yet this faultless work is undermined.
    Some say its very Author causes strife.

    Translated into fourteen hundred tongues,
    No other book approaches such renown
    As this, which is as breath to failing lungs.
    Throughout, God’s living hallowed voice resounds.

    Amazing in enduring relevance
    Astonishing consistency of thought
    Unparalleled in unbound eminence –
    Deny its holiness? No, I cannot.

    Though there are those who disregard His word,
    My God will not be silenced, nor unheard.

    © 2013, Marie Elena Good
    PROMPT #135 – NO FRIGATE LIKE A BOOK

  22. THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME

    The garden gate parts,
    releasing sweet aroma
    of former florae.

    She softly steps in,
    breathing the beauty that binds
    virtuous voices.

    The presence of peace
    silences the restlessness
    grinding at the gate.

    Now bejeweled with joy,
    renewing friends and florae,
    she picks up her pen.

    © Marie Elena Good, 2018

    PROMPT #209: LET THERE BE PEACE, AND LOVE, AND JOY. Today is the grand reopening of Poetic Bloomings!

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