The Old Town – Memory Part Twou

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What secrets lay beneath
The bright shining health
Of the old town?
The streets like arteries
Reaching to the township heart
A creature separate, apart
Drawing all its children in and down
The old town

Why do I shudder now
To see those wide, quiet streets
Of the old town?
The people mingle, come and go
And so the lifeblood flows
Now separate from me
I’m no longer there
I am apart
Not just another child never found
In the old town

So brief that time spent
And I so young
In the old town
These trickster memories
Invade my mind as parasites
I near recall, I almost might
But it’s Sirens that call me so I drown
In the old town

(c ) Helen Valentina 2019

 

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Photos – Memory Part One

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I’ve laid them out before me
Little pieces of forgotten days
So few were taken of me
So I recall the others best
Even as they were loved the best
It’s all that there could be

My bitterness has leeched out
Like dye running from a cloth
They’re just faces of ghosts
People once bright with life
Gone before me
It’s all that there could be

I’m searching in the images
For memories long gone
There’s nothing now to call upon
They are all dead
They are all gone
I cannot dial a telephone
To hear their version of the truth
And in any case
Would that be proof?
They always lied to me so
It’s all that there could be

This fading imagery
It’s all that there could be

(c ) Helen Valentina 2019

 

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Poised to Fly

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Are you poised to fly?
You’ve waited so long
Patiently watching
Stalking your prey
Playing your games
That so few can see
Do you fly to oblivion
Or sweet victory
When you fly into history?

Are you poised to swoop
On the wretched below
Your plans are in place
All systems are go
And will we have justice
And sweet liberty
Do you fly to oblivion
Or sweet victory
When you fly into history?

© Helen Valentina 2019

 

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The Loneliness of Time

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She was acquainted with the loneliness of time
And though she did not speak of it, nor
Dare to sing its saddest songs
She knew it all along
And on the seashore, at the pier
She can hear the seagulls veer
Through a sky that’s wracked with misery and delight

In separation she dwelled perhaps content but still she knew
Beyond herself lay others somewhere
She could not touch, and out of view
And this much is true she’d whisper at the seashore
As she wept
All the promises she’s broken and the secrets that she kept
Will never be a comfort in the wretched lonely night

It’s something perfect, something savage
Something ruthless but sublime
To be on a seashore at such twilight well acquainted
With the loneliness of time

© Helen Valentina 2019

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To The City Of Dreams

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Roads may lead
To the city of dreams
Or the vista of nightmares
And no-one can tell
If the pathway is to heaven
Or to hell
All the glittering lights
So pretty in the sky
Tell you it’s beautiful
But maybe they lie
And they’ll never, never, never
Tell you why

Voices may call
As sirens to rocks
Or angels to the sun
And no-one dare say
If this is the sweetest
Or bitterest way
All the colours so bright
Are where the birds fly
So surely it’s safe
But maybe you’ll cry
And they’ll never, never, never
Tell you why

© Helen Valentina 2019

 

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Watercolour Dreams

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I’m drifting in watercolour dreams
Soft hues flutter past me
Whispering childhood secrets
I cannot yet hear
But I am content
Even so

I’m floating in watercolour seas
The rainbow has fallen
To earth at my feet
I am content
I am complete
Even so

© Helen Valentina 2019

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Perfect Silence

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In perfect silence come and go
The water following the flow
The less you learn the more you know
In perfect silence come and go

In perfect balance, harmony
Where three are one and one is three
A single note, a symphony
In perfect balance, harmony

In perfect time it will be known
The angels sing, the meaning shown
The hermit is no more alone
In perfect time it will be known

In perfect silence come and go
There is no more that you need know
The rain that falls, the flowers that grow
In perfect silence come and go

© Helen Valentina 2019

 

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A New Sunrise

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And have you yet found
A new sunrise?
Not requiring you to strive
To fulfil impossibility
But allowing you
To simply be?
What have you found?

A new child cries
At its first sunrise
Unaware of where
The roads may lead
Innocence and hopefulness
Are treasures indeed
Just simply be
What have you found?

The earth turns slow
In circles of the eternal
That each little spark
Will rise at its allotted time
In perfect rhythm
Perfect rhyme
To simply be
What have you found?

© Helen Valentina 2018

 

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Fit Together

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We fit together
As you see
Birds of a feather
So easily

We are so snug
Almost a crime
Give you a hug
One more time

Others will crave
All that they see
How we behave
Just you and me

We fit together
As you see
Birds of a feather
So easily

© Helen Valentina 2018

 

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Breathing

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Breathing underwater is hard
Keeping cool in a heatwave even so
Holding till the moment the right card
Making them want more as you go

Equilibrium is brief
Balance so eludes
Time’s a wretched thief
Reality intrudes

Breathing underwater even still
Keep a tempest in a paper cup
Just a momentary thrill
Hold on tight and never give it up

Insanity is good
Curious, full of mirth
Still you really should
Come down to earth

Breathing underwater as I try
To turn the world upon itself at last
You’ll remember me here by and by
But only when the moment’s passed

( c) Helen Valentina 2018

 

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