Author Archives: Helen

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.

I Hear Your Voice

I hear your voice My special friend From beyond the world of men Your silky black wings And piercing eyes And how your soul sings When together we fly As we will do By and by I love your soul … Continue reading

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How can I pray in such grandeur? I am but a fallen soul A beggar on my knees Upon such marble I might freeze And above the intricate canopy Mocks and chides me I do not belong A simple chapel … Continue reading

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Wearing the face you held Before you were born You come into this world Fully formed The woman in the child Awaiting the time To flower Like a new star in the cosmos Flaming bright You are too precious to … Continue reading

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How they glow Secrets you may know If you’re very quiet If you take this slow All these wonders You too can know How the fire Warms their hearts Somewhere you can wander Somewhere you can start Under the canopy … Continue reading

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I’m waiting for you Alone in this noisy room My coffee growing cold Numbering the lies you’ve told To me and all the others Such a faithless lover Yet I’m still waiting Waiting for you What will you do? If … Continue reading

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This fine year See the harbour glow Without fear Ferry ride Cross the water flow Safe inside Bridge above Like an angel wing Hand in glove This fine year See the ferryman As he steers Our way clear (c) Helen … Continue reading

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The Van Apfel Girls Are Gone – Review

  “The Van Apfel Girls Are Gone‘ by Felicity McLean is comparable, as the book jacket says, to ‘Picnic at Hanging Rock‘ but also stands strong in its own right. A highly evocative and masterfully rendered work, it seems art … Continue reading

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So perfect our home The white so bright The sterile sense Of everything untouched By day or night Reflecting us When did we turn Into the ghosts That roam these perfect rooms? When did we better treat The fabric of … Continue reading

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Might as well call for Pegasus To fly down from the sky And rescue me From ennui These days go by All the same I need something more A spark, a flame But hour by hour I plod this path … Continue reading

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We will build this city on ideas On stories from our childhood On inspiration’s glorious wings Until our hearts arise And sing This library of wonder For us and us alone Our truest home We will make our home on … Continue reading

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