Travelling In My Heart – Memory Part Three


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My mother would simply say ‘don’t start’
Father refused to play his part
And brother laughed and threw his quiet darts
A sun king growing in his domain
Everything fine within his name
And if I cried for justice here
There was no-one who would hear
The same refrain from year to year
This is where it starts
My travelling in my heart

A little girl could not describe
The rules and what they may prescribe
The poison that she must imbibe
To cede her soul’s terrain
To something hidden’s name
And if she sleeps that would be kind
There’s nothing lost she’s left behind
The memories one day unwind
Departure’s just the start
For travelling in my heart

Some other home so far away
Beyond the boundaries of day to day
And all the things the others say
Might somehow here explain
An unfamiliar stain
And one day if that home be found
Be it above or in the ground
Then even heaven would hear the sound
Of a life about to start
From travelling in my heart

(c ) Helen Valentina 2019


About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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7 Responses to Travelling In My Heart – Memory Part Three

  1. landl30 says:

    a thoughtful, soul-filled gentle reflection.(And best wishes on your traveling…)
    Len Freeman

  2. Terrific and moving, Helen.

  3. Lucia says:

    Deep and moving, I really like your writing.

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