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Celestine Allen's Writings

Poem
Oct.14.2011
http://blog.mypecantree.com
  A gentle breeze blowing faintly against my nose The right side of my hair in concert A heart memory of a long lost love A fleeting thought of what should be As the breezes flow Like the mist of the ocean spraying me with her glory Wisps Hearing the gentle song A soft breeze A butterfly’s wing As it prances, flirts, and play Announcing the breathe of a kiss...
Essay
Oct.11.2011
My Pecan Tree Poetry Blog
Here is a link  to announce my blogging series - Blogging - Under My Pecan Tree .  It establishes expectations regarding my desire to share with the literary world stories of my evolution under My Pecan Tree - one which I think you will find delightful, insightful, and soul-stirring.    Even though the posts are inspired upon my experience and...
Essay
Oct.07.2011
My Pecan Tree Poetry Blog
  When I first started this blogging series, the intent was to share specific experiences, beliefs, and sentiments that I draw upon to define my actions, that make me smile, and that help me to understand the embrace of  life.  The foundation is a beautiful palette of hues, colors, and flavors that prevail in living as represented in the picture...
Poem
Sep.25.2011
My Pecan Tree Poetry Blog
  The Total Sum Take the total sum of your existence Take the total sum of your life experiences Measure them against a blue sky Measure them against an ocean wide Measure them against your principles Measure them against the weight of the world In this vast equation Find the breakeven point Solve for the algebraic solution Substitute x for y Which has full...
Voice From the Soul of Trees by Celestine McMullen Allen
Sep.20.2011
Examiner.com Book Review/Cendrine Marrouat
  The best poets in history have one thing in common. They have signed an invisible contract with themselves, a contract where honesty is a prerequisite and fear, the essential tool to master. As a result, the words they choose to share with the world often transcend generations. There was a time when spiritual poetry was an art form in itself. Individuals...