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Paramount Reflection…

Mirror mirror, in the sky,
Show me, who I am through Your eyes.

Reflect to me what You see.
Heart… soul… strength…

Search me with Your penetrating gaze,
Into my inward hidden place.

All that You find pleasing to You,
Amplify in Your love and truth.

And that which You wish to refine,
Reveal and transform to Your design.

Grant me willingness,
Surrender and obedience…

©E.D. Allee
September, 2014

Awaiting The Thaw…

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There is a frost within you,

Crippling the light and the warmth.
Shaving love from your life,
And the ice won’t let you mourn.

You push all who love you away,
Striking out in rage and attempts to control.
I see the vulnerability within you,
The battle you’re losing in your soul.

The losses you won’t acknowledge,
Are losses just the same.
And somewhere in your frozen core,
Your heart faintly beats to denial’s refrain.

Only God can thaw you,
His, the only healing.
Your razor sharp defenses,
Cannot shred all feelings.

And when the blood is allowed to flow,
Warm from your hidden wounds.
I pray God grants you strength to endure
Until then, I’ll still keep loving you…

©E.D. Allee
July, 2014

Image: http://www.artrabbit.com/images/dataobjects/images/d75d82c8390cfebb91bfdfd7071f3aba_0.jpg

Tell It To The Heart… (Writer’s Digest Poem A Day Challenge) Day 24

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For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Tell It to the (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write the poem.

Tell it to the heart,
Which loves with compassion,
Striving to retain composure,
When the world around it’s crashing.

Tell it to the heart,
Struggling with each beat,
To stay strong
When it wants to retreat.

Tell it to the heart,
Alone in a prison of solitude,
In chains well polished
Each day like new.

Tell it the heart,
That won’t give up,
Until the flow of life
Gives way to death’s clutch.

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

Ending Love’s Drought… Writer’s Digest Poem a Day Challenge. Prompt: weather

 

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Several refrains of love’s drought,
Only a small spark required.
To ignite a once dormant heart,
Causing an eruption of passion’s fire.

A cyclone captures two wanting souls,
Destroying anything in its path.
Transporting the now one,
Into unknown future forecasts.

Drowning in a flood meant to douse,
Clinging to fallen victims of the wind.
Downed branches keeping your heads above water,
Carrying you both to safety’s bridge.

A clear sky now emerges, stable atmosphere.
A gentle breeze replaces the fury.
The drought is finished and all is refreshed,
Hope tomorrow’s elements also translate to glory!

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

Images: http://www.ecards-passion.net/EN/pages/the-other-5-elements-2.htm

 

To Feel Was To Die…Day 7 Poem A Day Challenge. Prompt: Self Portrait

Self Portrait Prompt: The first thing that comes to my mind when describing myself is I’m compassionate – empathy to a torturous degree without God’s help! I feel like a bit of a one trick pony of late- recovery/addiction are obviously huge parts of my life – but it’s been a little on the overkill level in my recent posts it seems- maybe not- either way- this poem won’t disappoint in the recovery theme! Thanks for hangin in here with me on my journey. Much love to you all.

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My heart beats with compassion for the hurting,
The souls lost in a world flooded with pain.
The tortured and the struggling,
For the angry, alone and afraid.

I feel deeply to a core that’s been whittled away,
By time, and through experiences’ stains.
The aches of many, their sufferings,
The feelings run like broken glass through my veins.

To feel is to be alive.
But to feel, at one time for me was to die…

I once considered empathy an encumbrance,
So much weight, I couldn’t shoulder it.
I see now, trying to carry it alone was foolishness,
God gave me this heart; He’s shown me it’s a gift.

I’m growing and evolving each moment,
I’m no longer running from a false opponent.
In recovery, I’m learning to be content,
God sustains this heart as it laments.

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

Futility…

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With urgency, gathering all her strength,
Time progressing in obedience.
She tries to suspend the moment forever,
He’s leaving soon, risking life for defense.

The thought of losing him is torment.
To breathe she needs his love, his heart.
Sharing a singular beat, they’re united as one,
She has to ensure he doesn’t depart.

So she holds tight the the chains she lassoed time with,
As shards of active moments escape.
Knowing within, the efforts are futile,
Tomorrow will come; there will be a new day.

Yet she holds on till hands bleed, and chains empty,
Tears flowing from her darkened skies.
Weak from fighting a battle she couldn’t win,
In powerless despair she now prepares, to say her goodbyes.

©E.D. Allee
March, 2014

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Melodic Simplicity…

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The multifarious layers of sound,
Advance to my longing ears,
Permeating my soul,
Encapsulating it in an instrumental sphere.

A welcomed overwhelming,
Of senses raw and open.
Patterns visible in my mind,
Meandering geometric tokens.

Internal, immobile swaying,
Sense of coveted calm.
Manufacturing an experience,
Escaping into a comfortable numb.

Letting go has new meaning,
And I welcome the blurred reality,
A gem to hold, cherish, and employ,
Mental pause, Heart focus… Melodic Simplicity.

©E.D. Allee
March, 2014

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To James: You Will Be Missed…

You’ve been instrumental,
In helping me to change.
Many have tried before,
But I always remained the same.

You helped me open my eyes,
When I didn’t even know they were shut.
Exposing the falsities I’d subscribed to,
As destructive and corrupt.

You showed me there’s a different way,
To live this life I’ve been given.
That existing needn’t be such a struggle,
And I can escape my self-made prison.

You sold me hope with love,
In exchange for surrender.
Convincing me there’s a better way,
Than my adopted misadventures.

You laid out a map of sorts,
Leading to a different life.
And you showed me some tools,
To help me live it right.

You saw things in me,
Things I couldn’t see or understand.
I didn’t even know to look,
For the devil’s contraband.

You’ve touched so many lives,
And I know you’ll touch many more.
I wish you success and blessings,
As you walk through new doors.

You’ll always hold a special place,
Deep within my heart.
A place reserved by God Himself,
One for you He specifically carved.

Know you’ve made an impact,
That you are a strong light in darkness.
I pray you continue your crusade with vigor,
And fulfill your God-assigned purpose…

©E.D. Allee
February, 2014

This is dedicated to a man who helped me change my life through recovery from drugs and alcohol.  I, as an alumni of the treatment program I was in, have been able to revisit his lectures two days a week.  He will be moving on to another position now. He will be missed. 

Her Poet…

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She dreams in illuminated rhyme…
Words woven together in a rhythmic flow
Of unrestrained artistic expression.
The words that give her heart its beat,
And preclude her lungs from caving in.
She’s warmed by the gentle intensity in his eyes,
Drowning in their unspoken promises.
An inescapable desire draws her to him,
As he edits her story to unite it with his.

Their connected love language is lyrically branded,
She craves the caress of his every utterance.
A love affair of poetic proportions,
Inspiring harmonic transcendence.

©E.D. Allee
January, 2014

Picture: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Poetic-Inanities-278322550

Painted Heart…

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Splashes of color.

A raw expression in paint.

Your heart on canvas…

©E.D. Allee
January, 2014

Picture:http://christeas.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/Abstract-Art-masterpiece.jpg

 

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