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
For today’s prompt, take the phrase “If I Were (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write the poem.
If I were an enchanted camera
Passed between photographer’s hands
Teleported through space by passion
To beautiful and exotic lands
I’d be an immortalizer of moments
Sharing my secrets with existence
With dreamers and bucket-list hopefuls
Encouraging action and persistence
I’d help reveal God’s perfection in nature
Open eyes to sufferings and needed change
Evoke the emotional spectrum
Uniting people who are normally estranged
I would dawn inspiration which inspires
Poems, and paintings, and songs
Which extend to future generations
When I am long gone
To stand atop a mountain, serene
Vast landscape touched by a setting sun
To rest next to a powerful waterfall
Or quietly witness a lioness and her cubs
A perspective of one, shared with many
Gifts to those who won’t observe
Connecting a universe by magical clicks
If I were an enchanted camera, I’d happily serve…
Tit for tat world,
You scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours.
What have you ever done for me?
I owe you absolutely nothing.
I’ve given you a lot,
You should now give me what you’ve got.
Unconditional love crashing.
It’s all “me,me,me” everlasting.
Giving Is just too taxing.
Get ahead, possessions amassing.
Hurting those in the way, people-slashing.
Will we change with recognition?
Can we accept conviction?
Alter our perspective regarding division?
Connecting humanity with new vision?
Is cooperative unity such an abstraction?
Are we willing to exit our self-centered prisons?
It begins with me, it begins with you,
Love is the answer; let’s start anew