Poetic Journey in Personal Discovery

Purposeful Descent…


To catch a falling star, 

To hold it in your hands.

To feel it’s warmth andheavenly glow, 

And absorb it deep within.

New purpose for the fallen,

Restored hope and renewal.

A fading light, destined to extinguish.

Caught by special you.

Staring at the heavens,

Wishing on a star.

A dream held close within your heart,

Upon the descending, afar.

Not expecting its arrival,

But to your delight you knew.

A shooting star,

From night’s cradle, to you.

©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee

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Above The Weather…

Under the weather,

Seeking to ascend.

Into the silken blue,

Where infirmity ends.

Chicken soup and love,

Lots of rest and drink.

Transport me to the land of healing,

Above the weather I wish to be.

©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee

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Insanity…


Ever hit one of these,

So hard your nose bleeds, 

And u swear you won’t do it again?

You pick yourself up.

You dust yourself off.

And rev up the ole’ flame within.

You’ve grabbed no new tools,

You’re going faster than before,

And you’re head is straight up your ass.

Not a glamorous sight,

But appearance aside…

You’ve learned to fail with class!

The same brick wall.

The same barricade.

Will sanity ever win? 

Perhaps you’ll bust it down, 

Or maybe go around, 

Or simply repeat… ad infinitum.
©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee
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Yet Alone…


Reaching in return,

Pensive horizontal gaze.

Embraced, yet alone.

©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee

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Broken Hearts.

Broken Strings.

Broken Glass.

Broken Dreams.

Broken Whispers.

Broken Bonds.

Broken Petals.

Broken Songs.

Broken Shelters.

Broken Footsteps.

Broken Rhymes.

Broken Webs.

Broken Beauty.

Broken Cries.

Broken Raindrops.

Broken Tides.

Broken Childhoods.

Broken Paths.

Broken Chains.

Broken Laughs.

Broken Beginnings.

Broken Skies.

Broken Wings.

Broken Flights.

Broken Chances.

Broken Peace.

Broken Secrets.

Broken Beliefs.

Broken Joy.

Broken Regards.

Broken Resolves.

Broken hearts…

©Elizabeth Dianne Allee

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Superficial light, I believed you were true.
I was even sure it was you who shone through.

My spirits were lifted, hope was acquired

Dreams were envisioned, my heart was inspired.

But when night descended, upon my tiring spirit.

You fell into shadows, and luminance was lifted.

You were a falseness, a snake, a mask to eclipse.

Fiction placed craftily on the cusp of darkness.

©Elizabeth Dianne Allee


Collapse into me, Summers golden kisses.

Upon edges of winter’s yet to bes.

Infuse deep within me, the warmth of your hues.

Serenade me with your gentle rustlings.

I melt into your transition, 

Following your lead ever changing.

Enchanted, entranced, with each shifting breeze,

At autumn’s liberation…

©Elizabeth Dianne Allee

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