Poetic Journey in Personal Discovery

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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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He Chose Her…


You came to me as promised,

Like many secret nights before.

With a single rose and, those heartbreak eyes.

Which could only be yours.

 

Your strong embrace entrancing,

I breathe in your manly essence.

Your hands encompass my body,

Yet I feel you restraining your lust.

 

Your kiss lacks its passion,

A lifeless vessel you’ve become.

Going through the motions,

I’ve lost you, my love…

 

The day has finally come,

I sense your goodbye.

I feared she would win out,

The dreams of what could be were a lie.

 

I must go on without you,

With this emptiness I know.

I can’t begin to mend the bleed,

Now that you chose to go…

 

©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee

Image credit: https://hilif.deviantart.com/art/Solitude-660427303

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

See The Transformation…

Artist: Danny O'Conner Art By Doc Amazing!!!!! http://art-by-doc.deviantart.com/art/Visions-Of-Summer-355602069

Artist: Danny O’Conner Art By Doc Amazing!!!!! http://art-by-doc.deviantart.com/art/Visions-Of-Summer-355602069

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.

These Hearts, 6 Varied Interpretations…

Photo taken on one of my desert adventures. It struck such a strong symbolic chord with me. Too perfect to not photograph and write on. Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading.

Photo: My collection. NV

Photo: My collection. NV

A heart separated,
Broken preceding.
Breaking still,
But beating.
——-
Independent at last,
Finally free.
With wounds and scars
Easily seen.
——-
Standing alone,
Yet afraid to leave forever.
Close it remains,
Unable to sever.
——-
Pain and loss.
Time and decay.
Eventually,
Ripped the heart away.
——-
Fallen from the largest part,
No longer whole.
Longing to be reunited,
But God’s taken their soul.
——-
An island of love,
Once flourishing.
In an instant shattered,
The heart will keep beating…

©E.D. Allee
September, 2014

True Story: In The Hampton- without the S…

At the Hampton,
Note, no S at the end.
An elderly couple sat,
Self-made waffles and conversation.

The man expressed discomfort,
Seated below a vent and cold.
His wife’s sympathetic ears heard,
And her quick response was pure gold.

She suggested her long, feminine scarf to tie about his neck.
“It’ll take the chill away, you better believe.”
He paused for only a second,
Before he gladly agreed.

Many other guests
In the Hampton without the S,
Were busily bustling.
And he, the chilled man sat warmly dressed,
In his wife’s long, feminine, scarf,
His wife fashionably tied.
Eating with plastic fork and knife,
No concern over onlooking eyes.
A beautiful freedom, laying pride aside!

©E.D. Allee
September, 2014

Tomorrow…

Day descends once more.

Again, I am left with ache,

Waiting to join her…

©E.D. Allee
September, 2014

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