Star Born

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We are star born
From the very fabric
Of the universe we’re torn
To lose the face of God
So lost, forlorn
Yet beautiful as light
Perfect in All sight

As a star child
From the dust of bursting flames
You fall so wild
Before the face of God
We are beguiled
Yet beautiful as light
Perfect in All sight

(c) Helen Valentina 2020

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Gentle Strength

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Mediate on strength
Strong as the beast
Gentle as the butterfly

Kingdoms must rise
On ideas as light as air
Heavy weighted truth

Fierce as battle cries
Soft as lullabies
May we yet realise
Realise

(c) Helen Valentina 2020

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Rhapsody In Red

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All the secrets hidden
In the folds of red-hued linen
Eyes denied the spell of light
Across damaged ruins of a life
And he might have even bled
To hear the truths she said
But it’s lost in time instead
Rhapsody in red

Dancing in the darkness
Highlighting bitter starkness
Of the wrongs she can’t make right
No supplications in the night
And once she might have wed
And followed to his bed
But she’s lost in time instead
Rhapsody in red

(c) Helen Valentina 2020

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After the Ball

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After the ball
A simple mask shimmers
In the confetti strewn
Across the banquet room
The floor’s ablaze
With the mazes of hidden love
And intrigue’s curse
A bard’s melodious verse
Might sing of the mystery
Of this mask’s recent history
Before the last shadows of the night’s revelry
Have dispersed

And behind its veil
Was a lover hiding or a tease
Or something else instead?
A momentary potential
Swept across the dance floor swirling
The webs of history curling
As though to capture such a will’o’the wisp
With a song or a touch or a kiss
What is there to say for it all
After the ball?

(c) Helen Valentina 2020

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La Vie En Rose

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That old song
La Vie en Rose
Draws me in
At the end of this perfect day
The colour so redolent
Of all on display
I think I know
What the singer proclaimed
For a moment I’m her
On the streets of Paris
Another’s face, another’s name
Another’s flame

I live it
La Vie en Rose
Falling deep
Into perfect slumber, perfect sleep
The pink shimmering on my lips
My tongue
I am undone
And I will never be the same
Another’s face, another’s name
Another’s flame

(C0 Helen Valentina. 2020

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Royal Hue

Royal hue
On her upturned face
Open grace

Purple fire
The whim of desire
Sacred space

In the stars
Hear the choir
Sing to you

Splendour here
This now perfect year’s
Royal hue

(c) Helen Valentina 2020

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Blessed

May they all be blessed
To be best at one thing
To rise as the angels sing
To reach for the stars
And to reach the mountains
That this cold world debars

Exceptional, rise
With stars in their eyes
Only on the wings of such prayer
Can they ever reach there
But for each little soul to be whole
They must fly
Much further than you or I

(c) Helen Valentina 2020

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Travelling

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I will reach for the world
Travelling in my mind
A little wish
Before I sleep
A yearning for
More, just more
Across the oceans wide and deep

I will wish for the earth
Responding to my itchy feet
Just to walk
The ancient shores
A yearning for
More, just more
To make this life and soul complete
To make my heart complete

(c) Helen Valentina 2020

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Time’s Servant

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I am nothing if not time’s servant
I hear his voice
Whisper just out of reach
Urging hurry, hurry
Lest I lose
A precious second to indolence or
Mere pleasure
Tick tock
Says the clock
Above my head
Filling me with hope and fire and dread
Driving me on, and on

What am I racing to or for I may yet ask
Feeling quite unequal to the task
But he does not answer, Mr Time
He urges on and it’s as though
I am but victim to an undertow
Without a reason or a rhyme
It’s only time
Driving me on, and on

One day the clock may weaken, may yet slow
As I grow old perhaps
The demands may lessen or withdraw
And would I miss the pressing need
Or find in silence not solace
Only a feeling as life bleeds out
Step by step and all I’ve raced
Is gone with age, is but erased
And someone’s footfall just behind
Chases the ghost
I have become
As time’s new servant
Driving me on, and on

(c) Helen Valentina 200

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Blue Rose

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And in those days he gave me
A blue rose
I did not know it’s meaning
And I held it in my hand
His eyes were deep and begged me
Silent still to understand

A castle is a cold place
A blue rose
You cannot warm a hearth
So vast and made of stone
There is no way for love
To climb upon the throne

And war’s a bloody master
A blue rose
In savagery we will yet see
The flower’s deadly form
And love’s impossibility
At widow’s dawn

(c). Helen Valentina 2020

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