slumber (Photo credit: Harpersbizarre)
A sweet lullaby
To calm you to sleep
To whisper of thoughts
You will treasure and keep
A soft melody
At the end of the day
To give your dreams flight
As you drift away
The lyrics so soft
As angels might breathe
Of heroes and adventures
You’re safe to believe
A sweet lullaby
And love’s soft embrace
So nightmares and fears
Leave not even a trace
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
English: A stereotypical caricature of a villain (i.e. generic melodrama villain stock character, with handlebar moustache and black top-hat). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The villain
Knows his extent of
Wickedness
Calculates
Every knife stab here
To the heart
Clever ruse
Compensates him for
Truer heart
Left alone
When the games are done
Does he fear
All is lost
Tricked his own way through
To his grave?
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
I saw you
the other day
after so long a time
Your mouth was grim
Perpetual sadness
in its finely etched line
Your eyes still mad
A lost soul seeking
something that’s forever lost
As you gazed
on your creations
simple truths you love the most
And I thought
for one brief moment
better this be you than me
From your depths
of endless longing
I am grateful to be free
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
The Pyramid of Khafre and the Great Sphinx of Giza on the Giza Plateau, Cairo, Egypt.. Deutsch: Die Große Sphinx von Gizeh vor der Chephren-Pyramide, der mittleren der Pyramiden von Gizeh am westlichen Rand des Niltals. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Pyramid rising
The Sphinx turns
Its grave and stony head
A hydra snarls
Three heads gyrating
See former enemies
Breaking bread
One eye is watching
Osiris’ son
Flies across this inky night
And some trickery
And darker magic
Fools us with illumined light
Down the centuries
Ancient gods
War with angels
For their throne
And the soul
In search of learning
Weaves the path afraid,
And alone
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
English: Cucullia absinthii (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A flame (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Maybe one day
We will meet
In another time, another life
Be not friend, nor even lover
Be not husband nor wife
Maybe co-workers
In a company
Or fellow followers of the cloth
I wouldn’t need to be
This awful flame
You wouldn’t need to be the moth
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Rose (Photo credit: LeahLikesLemon)
In the dream
At a party
We were friends
Not foes
An alternate
Reality
To the one
We chose
And thinking
On this twist
Do you
Suppose
That rather than
The thorn
You could have been
The rose?
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
A delicious-looking meal (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A taste upon my lips
A sweet nectar of the soul
A tantalising flavour calls
To consume this pleasure whole
From the first moment of delight
To the last morsel on the tongue
We renew our nature’s source
From this feeding we’ve begun
The epicurean avows
That through food our soul is born
So the best of recipes
From life’s pages must be torn
And I surely will attest
To sweet nature’s bounty blessed
And to you, my welcome guest
I serve only of the best.
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Taking the day off
Shrugging off the sense of work
Blackberry beckons
Itemize the list
of actions that justified
this Monday reprieve
Do each one before
lunchtime if you find you can
Then you might relax
Telephone rings out
Breaks you from your reverie
Work emergency
Is it better then,
to feel indispensable
than to be forgot?
No matter, today
better to be what we are
than what we are not
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Just wanting to ask if anyone is having trouble accessing their Reader at the moment? I try to access it from my dashboard and it keeps saying http://www.wordpress.com is set to private and I need to ask the owner for permission…but it’s from my dashboard and I’m logged in.
So I’m wondering if there is a glitch right now in WP and if so if others have experienced it?
Anyone else having this problem…and if not, have you ever, or do you have any advice as to how to resolve this?
Any help will be most appreciated!
Drought 2011 (Photo credit: Kecko)
A well run dry
No rain for days
Township thirst
Alcohol fuelled
Blistering sun
Robs all moisture
And life and love
From the ground
Seeking in dark caverns
Beginnings of light
Forgotten rivers
Deep within walls
Townsfolk mingle
Telling tales of old
While the most ancient
Among them
Dowse for water from brown earth
Your thirst has lasted days
No fluid can sate it
You hunger not for water
But the source
This town knows
Deep within its bones
That water you seek has gone
And will never
Return
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
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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