Poetic Journey in Personal Discovery

Posts tagged ‘Beauty’

BETWEEN THE WHAT IF’S…

Between the what if’s…

That magical dimension,

Akin to delusions or psychoses.

Where one holds to a tiny thread of subjective reality,

A confirmed impossibility,

Only in the realm of gentle probability,

From the mind of one, single, beautiful, intelligent, creative, unique, human being…

Who’s to say any of us are wrong?

©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee

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Friend from Magical Garden…


First thought, what is this creature?!

Second thought, where does it live?!

Third thought, I want to pet it!! 

It’s a bundle a colorful, furry bliss!!

I see the caption, thank God it’s there.

Portland, The Magical Garden.

Of course this is where my new squishy lives! 

Good name for something this awesome.

©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Johnson
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Credit:https://www.deviantart.com/art/Portland-the-magical-garden-488703483

Autumn’s Liberation…


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

Image credit: https://www.deviantart.com/art/Empire-of-Autumn-334208234

Stone Elegance…

Light livens her, 

Contentment abounds.

Firm in permanence,

A stance beautiful, proud. 

To glance is to stare, 

Her stone elegance entrancing. 

Immortalized by hands of love.

Still romancing… 
©Elizabeth Dianne Allee
Photo credit: https://mary-petroff.deviantart.com/art/Lonely-statue-178254359

Desert Tortoise “Hope”

What seemed like endless searching,

Motion-filled hours staring at the ground.

Hot sun barreling down upon us,

Wind and dust stirring all around.

 

Each four-wheeling excursion,

We envisioned finding you.

Among an expanse of rocks, dirt and brush,

Seemed impossible, but we knew!

And there you were, at summers end,

Inching slowly on your way.

Rugged, beautiful, healthy,

You were so very worth the wait!

Just to see you up close,

Your sharp claws grasping the earth.

What a gift God gave us that day,

Our little desert tortoise named “Hope”

©Elizabeth Dianne Johnson

Daily Visitors

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A Morning Bevy

A Delight to My Spirit

Their Mourning Soothes Me

 

©Elizabeth Dianne Allee

Image credit: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/346143921338112580

 

Water Betrothed…

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I remember first witnessing your beauty,
Like stained glass crafted by God’s hands.
Colors selected with a keen eye.
Division with such precision and command.

Iridescent angelic highlights,
Setting you apart from the rest.
Eyes a piercing crimson,
Mahogany speckled breast.

Paintbrush strokes of black and white,
You returned a glance at me.
Wood duck, Axi sponsa…”water betrothed”
Dressed for a wedding are we?

©E.D. Allee
October, 2015

Image:http://www.chesapeakeconservancy.org/wood-duck

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