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Placid Paddling…

Lake Mead, NV

Lake Mead, NV

Through the glass,

My paddle passes.

Breaking gently into tiny pieces,

Rapidly repairing placidity.

One repetitive,

Awkwardly rhythmic row after another,

Propels me toward my destination of non-specificity.

The depth of the water below varies,

As time and distance pass.

And my fear is directly correlated with that depth,

Yet the fear is thrilling…

The heat of the sun,

The wayward frigid splashing from my paddle,

Balance my experience beautifully.

October kayak in Nevada, upon Lake Mead.

With mountains cradling crisp clear waters,

Sets my spirit free…

©E.D. Allee
October, 2015

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See The Transformation…

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See the transformation,
The change before the change.
The metamorphosis which will be,
When it’s the true you, you embrace.

Her ethereal existence,
Whisper of your tomorrow upon today.
Awaiting the steps of your journey,
Starting with one, your courage displayed.

You’ve been afraid to discover,
What’s destined to be yours.
Truths hidden by layers of facades,
Authenticity masked, hope obscured.

But I see her. Wings unveiled.
Through the hardships and mistakes.
To the light that already is,
And a dawn that waits to break…

©E.D. Allee
February 2015

Dedicated to a friend in a newly blossoming friendship… Angela
Wishing her beauty in self discovery upon her journey.

A Hopeless Gray…

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My cloud isn’t pink
It’s gray
How long, I wonder
Will I feel this way

No purple sunsets
In my mind
Only thumbnail moons
In darkened nights

I question the future
Days I’ve left to live
How many times I will
Fall into the same abyss

I ride a magic carpet
In my dreams
I watch my journey
From above the trees

Trying to escape
Less scathed
Than the previous times
I’ve lost my way

My cloud’s no longer pink
It’s, YET AGAIN, a hopeless gray…

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

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Upswing, Along For The Ride!

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Windows down on journey
Warm sun upon my face
Hair tangling in the wind
Concerns, but a trace.

Sky blue, with white cotton drops
iPod shuffle serenades me
Only happy songs allowed to stay
Feeling the high of a needed upswing!

How great to ride
Rather than drive…

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

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Poetry’s Journey: Poetry Form- Huitain

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Poetry will find it’s own way,
Once it receives the poet’s breath.
Dancing with wings to life’s ballet
A poet’s heart to be confessed.

When by beauty, it’s been caressed,
Poetry shares it’s gifts of light.
Opening minds which were oppressed,
So heart and soul will reunite.

©E.D. Allee
March, 2014

Poem Form:HUITAIN
A Spanish form of poetry, the huitain revolves around the number eight – there are eight lines in the poem, and each line contains eight syllables. The rhyme scheme is ababbcbc. That’s all there is to it! (http://www.elfwood.com/farp/thewriting/27brianforms/27brianforms.html#ethere)

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Unknowns…

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Shadows cast are in constant flux,
Light and dark coexist in motion.
The sun’s varying intensities,
Are accompanied by shade’s cool devotion.
From dawn’s arrival to dusk’s departure,
And all ephemeral moments between.
Are the unknowns of one’s existence,
Set faithfully adrift upon life’s journey.

©E.D. Allee
February, 2014

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Paths…

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We step forward, sure footed

Confidence in tact

Perhaps confidence originates

Because due consideration we lack

 

Wind blowing swiftly through our hair

Leaping from one stone to the next

Eyes closed while in flight

No cautious resistance

 

Springing forward with ease

Only to fall upon the uncertain stones

The very ones in which we trusted

To lead us in the way to things unknown

 

The crash is powerful

The solid blows leave their marks

And for various lengths of time we sit

Questioning our strength to restart

 

Perhaps we should have taken

The road blanketed in pebbles

The gentle sandy path

Or the ground paved with petals

 

Would each one have taken us

To the same destination?

Did we even have a choice

Of which path to step out in

 

At times the terrain is unknown

Until that first step forward

Sensory cues cumbersomely surround

Contributing to a lack of order

 

If we had taken time at journey’s onset

To plan for the days travel

To pack all supplies needed

To enable us in battle

What would we bring

What plans would we make

How would we go about recovering

From likely mistakes

 

How long does the path which lies behind

Remain and allow for our retreat

Does the trail from which we came

Cushion our now bruised feet

 

The path backwards deep into the past is an illusion

A black abyss lined with imaginary stair cases

Steps have the solidarity of a dream

We walk each one in traces

©E.D. Allee

January, 2013

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