Category Archives: Air

Writing primarily expressing the element Air – thoughts, belief, theory, philosophy, satire and science.

Early Morning

Posted on August 23, 2016 by Helen

Early morning is the purest and most peaceful time Soft sunlight dips its rays across A welcoming, soft toned sky The moon has vanished Waiting on her time And life surrenders to the warmth All around Early morning holds the … Continue reading →

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Toast

Posted on August 2, 2016 by Helen

We shall drink to the days gone by Toast the memories washing over us Those we embrace And those we deny We shall drink to the days gone by We shall sing till our hearts can live Toast to the … Continue reading →

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The Fishermen Have Gone – Writing Prompt #167

Posted on July 10, 2016 by Helen

The fishermen have gone The seas bereft of life A strange deceptive tranquility covers everything We are but ghosts Wandering through darkened streets Not a sound from stamping feet Chained to this memory of life When even the essence is … Continue reading →

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Capture

Posted on June 15, 2016 by Helen

Let me capture your dreams In my golden web Before they melt Into the morning’s arms Let me wander your world Hitchhiker set free So I may fall Before your sweet charms Let me carry my sword A guardian of … Continue reading →

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Freedom

Posted on June 12, 2016 by Helen

Shake off all the shackles Of your tired fretting mind You’ve grown old The years have passed unnoticed And you’ve been hostage to The trance of others’ dreams Your prison is your creation Even as others have Offered dubious helping … Continue reading →

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Wisdom

Posted on June 8, 2016 by Helen

This brave new world The apple promised so much Lush life Verdant knowledge Man into a god Bulbs break Civilisations fall And apples rot Down to the core What was all This wisdom for? (c) Helen Valentina 2016

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Dusty Path

Posted on May 13, 2016 by Helen

All roads lead to that dusty path Sleeping deep below Or fed as ashes to the bitter wind Swept up or buried All the little dreams Dissolve in the cruel Implacability of time The earth heaves its weary skin Revolutions … Continue reading →

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Feathered

Posted on April 26, 2016 by Helen

Such feathered things The winged sings This ancient wisdom and All it brings To cut the skies And claim the prize To give it all Without surprise A birdlike grace And sentient face The angels fall To be replaced Such … Continue reading →

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Degradation

Posted on March 29, 2016 by Helen

Meet me in the darkened places The city streets Purged and empty In the small hours Before the merciless morning Meet me in the cloying shadows Lurking by the roadside Beggars crying Restless in sleep Stolen by interminable hunger Meet … Continue reading →

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Seven: Pride

Posted on March 15, 2016 by Helen

  How do I love me, let me count the ways I love me every morn and every night Each day I wake, I’m held within my sight And dance my dance arising from my grace I love my heart … Continue reading →

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