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Merge With The Sea…

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I wish to be one with sea.

To leave this life behind.

For each crash upon hardened stone,

To be a victory for the tide.

I want to dissolve into the ocean,

My sanctuary and confidant.

Kind keeper with watchful eyes as I grew,

Merge my life with yours, take this broken heart…

©2017 Elizabeth Dianne Allee
Image credit: https://www.deviantart.com/art/Solitude-485942344

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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

Tear Bled Ink…

It is in times of great sadness,

That you find me here.

Like strangers we’ve spoken silently,

With words no one could hear…

 

In those silent moments,

When I’ve not written what’s inside,

There is no ink to suffer bleed,

From the flow of pain’s tide…

 

©Elizabeth Dianne Allee

September 29, 2017

 

Within Her Four Walls…

Drowning within her four walls,
Soaked in self made torment.
Submerged in agony,
Little fight left.

Returning to the dark places,
Her mind draws her to.
Surrendering in error,
To the things she once knew.

Perhaps her hurt will all drift away,
Upon gentle waves of continuity.
Perhaps her eyes will open,
And this will have been, but a dream.

Or maybe she’ll drown,
Within her four walls.
Eyes closed forever,
In her slow, steady fall…

©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

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

Soaked Despair Meets Hope…

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Her umbrella settles upside down,
Open, but on the ground.
She grasps it by the firm handle,
And drags it slowly, letting it dangle.

The rain is falling in unforgiving buckets,
She’s drenched, cold and adapted to numbness.
Her steps are staggered, her head hangs low,
Dusk is upon her, and she’s all alone.

She feels a pull, a prompting from deep within.
To set the umbrella, upright again.
Slightly hesitant, she complies,
Lifting her head to join her open eyes.

Present once more in the moment,
Awareness restored, yet remaining reticent.
Her feet steadying, weakly standing tall,
Grasping the hand reaching out, preventing her fall.

The hand of God, powerful, and nostalgically familiar,
Love, warmth, and light surreal.
He calms the storm inside her soul,
Her upright umbrella; she’s alone no more.

©E.D. Allee
February, 2014

Pic: http://weather.thefuntimesguide.com/images/blogs/rain-umbrella-with-sun-and-clouds-by-LilGoldWmn.jpg

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