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The This And That

In the this and that,
Of here and there.
Knowledge of up and down,
Was quick to disappear.

Zaniness dominated,
My speedy brain today.
Others chuckled at my expense,
For joy, a small price to pay.

Settling in to a level of chill now,
Unwinding, not really as fun.
While my mind’s still spinning, wide awake,
To exhaustion My body succumbs.

©E.D. Allee
September, 2014

Cloth Chained Memories…

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Free soaring, anchored flight;
Tied to a tail of whimsical joy.
Willing servant to the wind,
To cares, an effective decoy.

Unaware of her rapid pace,
And frequently peering behind.
Glimpsing a sun-filtered silhouette,
Loosening string; a magical climb.

What memories will future years bring,
Of the once exuberant child?
Who flew red kites in the sand,
And inspired smiles with her smiles.

Grasping tight to soaring gem,
Which flitters as if trying to break free.
Connected by a cloth chain,
And a little girls’ dream…

©E.D. Allee
May, 2014

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The Perfect Tree…

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It seemed so much higher,
When I was a kid.
Limbs lower to the ground.
Within it’s leaves I hid.

I could touch the clouds.
The world seemed small below.
Embracing companion branches,
Which promised to not let me go.

It seemed so much higher.
Guess it always was to me.
From my childlike perspective,
It is still the perfect tree.

©E.D. Allee
May, 2014

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Summer Fun… (Writer’s Digest Poem A Day Challenge)

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For today’s prompt, write a water poem. Life depends upon water, so there are any number of ways to write this prompt.

Little feet traipsing
Upon the soggy green
Blades of grass between their toes
Muddy earthworms, unseen
Bouncy, pouncy, springing forth
In the summer heat
Water oscillating
From garden hose stream
Rainbows created by
Suns’s strong beams
Laughter unrestrained
Children’s spirits set agleam

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

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What I Miss The Most… (Writer’s Digest Poem Day Challenge) Prompt: Elegy

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“That time don’t wait for nobody”
You often would say
Staring into the unseen
With a reflective gaze

You were a man of strong faith
Always seeking the truth
Sifting though pages to keep learning
Writing and sharing what you knew

You were strong and gentle
At times stern, but always loving
You referred to us kids as “mutts”
We were  all “Gertrude” when your memory was buckling

You played a mean game of checkers
And our tennis matches were so much fun
And, not sure how, but your ham sandwiches
Are still the best in the world, bar none!

I miss your garden and your golf ball collection
I miss your spray painted high top converses
I miss pretend face shaving with closed razors
I miss putting bows in your hair till you looked ridiculous

I miss so many things about you PaPa
I could write on and on about the grandfather I knew
Words of good memories would accrue endlessly
But in my heart, what I miss most is you…

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

Sally The Flamingo… Writer’s Digest Challenge. Prompt: write Animal poem

This poem is for my Niece, Vivian Lee. Flamingos have been her favorite animal since she was three. She still adores them, and she turns 7 in May! Enjoy!

Vivian wants a pet flamingo
Who’ll live in her back yard
And wade around in her kiddie pool
Which, for a kid’s pool, is quite large

She will name her flamingo Sally
One of her very favorite names
She’ll put bows in her feathers
And they’ll play dress up games

Sally’s toe nails will be painted like rainbows
She will sparkle in the sun
One leg up, standing proud
Floppy hat and sunglasses on

Every day Vivian will feed her
Special order crustacean yum yums
So the beautiful pink she adores
Will stay bright, and Sally will stay strong

Her mom says maybe next year
She said the same the year before
But Vivian hasn’t given up
Sally the Flamingo is worth waiting for

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

New York City: Upon Approach… PAD Challenge Day 12

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Writers Digest Poem A Day Challenge Day 12
Prompt: For today’s prompt, write a city poem. The poem can take place in a city, can remember the city (in a general sense), be an ode to a specific city, or well, you should know the drill by now. City poem: Write it!

Growing up on five acres in Texas,
I never imagined the day.
When I would find myself,
In a huge city far away.

Upon the first breathtaking view,
In shock, my jaw dropped.
The breath was stolen from my chest,
And the beats quickened within my heart.

There was no end to the skyline,
The world was flat, building to building.
Such an incredible sight to see,
So exciting and thrilling!

Part of me felt fearful reservations,
Intimidated by the vastness all around.
And this was simply upon approach,
Adventures in the city itself would eventually abound.

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

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Dance in the rain today… Poem A Day Challenge, Day 11

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Poem A Day Prompt, Day 11: For today’s prompt, make a statement the title of your poem and either respond to or expand upon the title.

Dance in the rain today.
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Revert to your youth,
And retire the adult.
Mind not what you wear,
Forget umbrella and coat.

Twirl around with abandon,
Arms raised high in the air.
Embrace the falling drops,
Get drenched without care.

Hear music playing within your heart.
Listen to the watery refrains.
We are not promised tomorrow so,
Dance in the rain today!!!

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

Happy Palms…

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Palm trees in the Las Vegas,
Brought from far away.
Transplanted into sandy ground,
About which, they had no say.

Yet they seem to be quite happy,
Despite the lack of rain.
They have the loyalty of the sun,
And winds to help them sway!

And how about the late night music?
The lights that make them glow?
The crazy things they get to witness,
That the world may never know?

It is true what they say,
At least in many a circumstance.
What happens in Vegas stays there,
Where many happy palms dance.

©E.D. Allee
March, 2014

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Childlike Flight…

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Running with childlike excitement,
Bursting with anticipation.
Settling in to the swing’s embrace,
Small hands hold to life in animation.

Slow increase through repetitive advances,
Then rocketed into another dimension.
Where moments become motion-filled still-frames,
Leaving lasting experiential impressions.

Higher and higher, eyes closed, head back,
Outstretched arms hanging on with delicate rebellion.
Wind strong, applying resistance with futility,
Continuation of flight beckons.

Swinging free, immortalized within childhood memories,
Alive once more, through recollection.
A gift of play and uninhibited fun,
Shared from generation to generation.

©E.D. Allee
March, 2014

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