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Above The Weather…

Under the weather,

Seeking to ascend.

Into the silken blue,

Where infirmity ends.

Chicken soup and love,

Lots of rest and drink.

Transport me to the land of healing,

Above the weather I wish to be.

©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee

Photo credit: http://www.onepoll.com/men-call-in-sick-sooner-than-women-when-suffering-a-coldflu/

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Insanity…


Ever hit one of these,

So hard your nose bleeds, 

And u swear you won’t do it again?

You pick yourself up.

You dust yourself off.

And rev up the ole’ flame within.

You’ve grabbed no new tools,

You’re going faster than before,

And you’re head is straight up your ass.

Not a glamorous sight,

But appearance aside…

You’ve learned to fail with class!

The same brick wall.

The same barricade.

Will sanity ever win? 

Perhaps you’ll bust it down, 

Or maybe go around, 

Or simply repeat… ad infinitum.
©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee
Image Credit: https://www.deviantart.com/art/brick-texture-m

Broken…


Broken Hearts.

Broken Strings.

Broken Glass.

Broken Dreams.

Broken Whispers.

Broken Bonds.

Broken Petals.

Broken Songs.

Broken Shelters.

Broken Footsteps.

Broken Rhymes.

Broken Webs.

Broken Beauty.

Broken Cries.

Broken Raindrops.

Broken Tides.

Broken Childhoods.

Broken Paths.

Broken Chains.

Broken Laughs.

Broken Beginnings.

Broken Skies.

Broken Wings.

Broken Flights.

Broken Chances.

Broken Peace.

Broken Secrets.

Broken Beliefs.

Broken Joy.

Broken Regards.

Broken Resolves.

Broken hearts…

©Elizabeth Dianne Allee

https://www.deviantart.com/art/Sadness-348160791

Superficial Light… (One-Word Prompt) 

Superficial light, I believed you were true.
I was even sure it was you who shone through.

My spirits were lifted, hope was acquired

Dreams were envisioned, my heart was inspired.

But when night descended, upon my tiring spirit.

You fell into shadows, and luminance was lifted.

You were a falseness, a snake, a mask to eclipse.

Fiction placed craftily on the cusp of darkness.

©Elizabeth Dianne Allee

Autumn’s Liberation…


Collapse into me, Summers golden kisses.

Upon edges of winter’s yet to bes.

Infuse deep within me, the warmth of your hues.

Serenade me with your gentle rustlings.

I melt into your transition, 

Following your lead ever changing.

Enchanted, entranced, with each shifting breeze,

At autumn’s liberation…

©Elizabeth Dianne Allee

Image credit: https://www.deviantart.com/art/Empire-of-Autumn-334208234

Desert Tortoise “Hope”

What seemed like endless searching,

Motion-filled hours staring at the ground.

Hot sun barreling down upon us,

Wind and dust stirring all around.

 

Each four-wheeling excursion,

We envisioned finding you.

Among an expanse of rocks, dirt and brush,

Seemed impossible, but we knew!

And there you were, at summers end,

Inching slowly on your way.

Rugged, beautiful, healthy,

You were so very worth the wait!

Just to see you up close,

Your sharp claws grasping the earth.

What a gift God gave us that day,

Our little desert tortoise named “Hope”

©Elizabeth Dianne Johnson

Water Betrothed…

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I remember first witnessing your beauty,
Like stained glass crafted by God’s hands.
Colors selected with a keen eye.
Division with such precision and command.

Iridescent angelic highlights,
Setting you apart from the rest.
Eyes a piercing crimson,
Mahogany speckled breast.

Paintbrush strokes of black and white,
You returned a glance at me.
Wood duck, Axi sponsa…”water betrothed”
Dressed for a wedding are we?

©E.D. Allee
October, 2015

Image:http://www.chesapeakeconservancy.org/wood-duck

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