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Oceanic Pause…

Encapsulated
By stretch of an ocean wave
Embraced by the sea

©E.D. Allee
September, 2014

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Silver Gleam…

imageThe ocean seems to mourn

Drifting softly to the shore

I look to the expansive sea,
Heart heavy with ache.
Moons fullness above,
Stars seek escape.

Wind blows hardened palms,
There’s a rumbling in the tide.
Imagination dances with the mysteries,
The hidden are calling my curious mind.

So dark and deep
What lies beneath
I focus on what I can see
The moon’s silver gleam.
In the distance strikes of lightening
The light is anchoring
To the present moment, enhancing.

Is my heavy heart, right here?
Is my burdened soul, right now?
Waste I this day, tears for tomorrow?
When they’re nowhere to be found?

Is current pain, born of a future yet unborn,
Still the present, because it hurts so bad.
The storm’s in the distance.
It may never arrive, or perhaps it already has…

Written while at Hilton Head Island, SC. Had some hard days after Robin Williams committed suicide. Hit me hard. Will post a couple of poems from that week. Was amazingly beautiful there- right by the ocean.

©E.D. Allee
August, 2014

Protective Vessel…

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A glass vessel stalks his sanity,
Traps him in a protective shell.
Set adrift upon the ocean of his mind,
No navigation, no sail.

Unsinkable, dry and safe,
Able to rest with ease.
A Bystander in his own waking dream,
This prison is his reprieve.

To loneliness’ torment he’s numb.
He’s lived most of his life alone.
All the world offered him was pain,
This is now his home.

The doctors say the medication will help.
They will pull him back from his isolation.
From the fantasy world in which he dwells,
They don’t understand this IS his liberation.

Time will tell if the glass will break.
If the raging see will recede.
If his vessel of protection is broken,
Will he simply sink?

©E.D. Allee
April, 2014

Image: http://universalangelicview.files.wordpress.com/2013/05/gaiaprotectsme.jpg

 

Royal Sands…

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The soft, wet, and sandy mud,
Slips through controlled clasped hands.
Drip upon drip creates a castle,
Which always submits to the tides’ demands.

©E.D. Allee
March, 2014

Image: http://cdn.morguefile.com/imageData/public/files/h/hamper/hr/fldr_2008_11_02/file000772514208.jpg

A Connection To The Sea…

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There is a shell beside me now,
I retrieved from the ocean blue.
I place my ear against its form,
Hearing the sounds of waves made new.

The air is laced with a delicate mist,
The wind is random and sporadic.
Gulls soar and dive with precision,
I know electric enchantment in the synaptic.

Individual grains of sand take flight,
Capsules of histories’ lasting imprints.
Evidential footprints untouched,
To be washed away by salty grips.

The feelings adrift within my core,
Align with the tides’ ebb and flow.
Calmness blankets my spirit,
Peace refreshes my soul.

I am wrapped in solitude’s stillness,
Safe upon the diminishing shoreline.
As I ponder things of old,
Swallowed by the sea over time.

©E.D. Allee
February, 2014

Pic: http://wallpaperswa.com/Animals/Birds/green_abstract_blue_trees_birds_2560x1440_wallpaper_34846ve

 

Old poem revision.

Just Underneath…

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God, through His creation, speaks,

In metaphoric clarity.

Through various forms and many themes,

His voice can be both heard and seen.

 

It’s a soft-spoken, and gentle breeze,

Which whispers through the rustling leaves.

Speaking with the influential certainty,

Of a feverish storm upon the sea.

 

Colors combine, and with textures meet,

Sounds, and aromatics are beautifully unique.

All contribute to wisdom’s necessary increase,

A nourishing vine allowing it’s branches to receive.

 

With heart and mind open, willing to believe,

When faith’s sightless vision is unleashed.

We see past the literal, to perceive,

The treasures which are hidden…just underneath.

 

©E.D. Allee
February, 2014

Pic: http://www.pinterest.com/pin/96194142012843274/

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Oceanic Currency…

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I’ve grasped a sand dollar in my hand,
An unwilling passenger abducted by the waves.
I marvel at its masterful perfection,
Grateful the traveler has come my way.

Such amazing beauty discovered,
Oceanic gem, born of a powerful sea.
Delicate survivor of elemental perils,
A testament to God’s sublime artistry.

©E.D. Allee
February, 2014

Pic: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Sand-Dollar-143192187

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