He Said, She Said

He said, she said.

He said, she said. (Photo credit: Henry McLin)

He said
A pure moment
Must be captured
And kept still
Like a flower pressed
Against a page

She said
No moment’s pure
All is change
Cannot remain
And will be free
And all the rest’s
Captivity

He said
To find the muse
The artist’s way
Is to drink in
Everything and leave
A lesser husk
Behind

She said
To bear the spotlight
For agonising moments
Is to desecrate
The only chalice
Of life

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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13 Responses to He Said, She Said

  1. Brian Hughes says:

    He said I think somebody’s spiked our coffee. She said Yes it was me.

  2. Love it, and the second stanza in particular is pure brilliance!

  3. Love it, Helen!! It is wonderful!

  4. 45 years of marriage have taught me – SHE is always right

  5. Lovely. And Paul is right. The wife is always right!

  6. Jamie Dedes says:

    Each has a point and each has a wisdom. Just my view! 🙂 Lovely.

  7. douryeh says:

    Reblogged this on Daily Observation and commented:
    Great poem & the pic says it all.

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