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First Blush

Posted on November 1, 2013 by Helen

Pink Rose (Photo credit: tallpomlin)

The first blush of summer there on the vine
Has opened her buds like hope for the day
We meet in true merriment, food and wine
And all of this bounty here on display
The days of dark winter fall to the past
The shadowy cowl withered and withdrawn
So here in such warmth our spirits are clasped
And from such bright sunlight lovers are born
The first blush of summer wakens the soul
She has her enticements, she has her role
The tree calls leaves as they yearn to be whole
The poet begins to sing and extol

Posted in Earth, Poetry | Tagged Beauty, blush, Flower, Musings, poet, poetry, Rose, Spiritual, summer, truth | 8 Comments

Come To Life

Posted on November 1, 2013 by Helen

Ghost below the Sunset? (Photo credit: Scott M Duncan)

Kiss me
Come to life
Touch me
Come to life
Breathe my breath
Come to life
Pale skin sheath
Come to life

Heartbreak
Come to life
No mistake
Come to life
Take my blood
Come to life
Feel the flood
Come to life

Don’t depart
Come to life
Beating heart
Come to life
It’s too soon
Come to life
Fill the room
Come to life

Posted in Air, Poetry | Tagged after life, alchemy, choice, death, denial, fear, ghost, longing, lost love, madness, spirit, vampire | 4 Comments

Halloween

Posted on October 31, 2013 by Helen

Jack-o-lantern (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

We stood like sentinels out on the green
She said we won’t last beyond Halloween
The promises made were broken and yet
We shared of such truths we’ll never forget
The witching hour will see this arise
A perfect possession behind ancient eyes
A sacrifice made in blood and in fear
Anything less just won’t do around here
I heard at the pantomime held last year
Half of their number were lost, disappeared

So what is it now we should think or believe
Dance with the devil and have no reprieve
It’s not so unbidden or hypnotised
Your youth and your beauty are highly prized
Follow the piper to pay this dark fee
All that you ever have wanted to be
We stood in our terror out on the green
She laughed, ‘You won’t last beyond Halloween,
There’s devils here waiting just in between
To show you wonders no others have seen’.

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged choice, dark, death, delusion, denial, devil, dissociation, Dreams, fear, Halloween, mystery, possession, sacrifice, Spiritual | 4 Comments

One to Watch

Posted on October 31, 2013 by Helen

Shooting Star? (Photo credit: deltaMike)

One to watch
Star is rising
Shoot across sky
Buzz is building
PR pumping
Almost live or die

It’s gone viral
Inescapable
Everywhere you turn
Over-heated
Catch his arc now
Before he burns

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged Aspiration, buzz, celebrity, creativity, madness, shooting star, star, stardom, viral | 12 Comments

Outside the Square

Posted on October 30, 2013 by Helen

English: Cube (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ve been living outside the square
Pretending to fit in
All the pieces of my life so practised
Though the lies are tissue thin
I hover above my words and actions
An inner critique
You would not like this if you knew it
Too unique

I never belonged to the square
I’m stretched, obtuse
I wear clothes and makeup hiding
Deeper truths
I’m an actor in my life
Whittling away the days
Because if I show my true face now
You’re lost in my maze

I’ve been living outside the square
I’d like to fit in
But to do that would be to kill me
So I can’t begin

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged acceptance, belief, choice, conformity, Dreams, identity, pretending, square, truth | 23 Comments

Sparkle

Posted on October 30, 2013 by Helen

A lover’s gaze (Photo credit: Rodney_F)

Your eyes would sparkle
Meeting mine
And in these moments was our history
A full lifetime
Every thought and feeling
Reaching out
As though we knew the answers, what this
Was about

That glorious sparkle
Drew me in
Like soul twins split from when we fell
Dizzily spin
And never a word was spoken
To clarify
The sense when we began to live, we
Began to die

Your eyes would sparkle
Meeting mine
And in these moments was our history
A full lifetime

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged alchemy, attraction, Beauty, belief, eyes, Love, passion, Relationships, sparkle, truth | 13 Comments

Best Case Scenario

Posted on October 29, 2013 by Helen

Best case scenario
You are gone
You’ve found another food source
To feast upon

Best case scenario
I am free
You’ve been satiated, had your
Fill of me

Best case scenario
Co-incidence
Brings you to my streets now, a
Lost presence

Best case scenario
You soon depart
No more predation left
Upon my heart

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged Aspiration, choice, cruelty, delusion, denial, dissociation, Dreams, madness, memory, predator, strategy | 8 Comments

Texture

Posted on October 29, 2013 by Helen

Mannequin (Photo credit: Night-thing)

Calculated gestation
Symmetry and symbiosis
We must achieve
Singular mastery
Perfect and precise
The absolute measure of success
In the smooth, opalescent
Texture of their skin

Genetic manipulation
Prometheus weds Frankenstein
And births via cold test tube
A germinated new race
No scar lines betray
Juxtaposition of parts chosen
Just perfect texture
Of their skin

Walking among us
Glorious automatons
Leading us a merry dance
To terrifying, stultifying
Future days
Some small consolation
In this constellation
Of our imminent being
We may all become these craven children
But we will have
Perfect texture
For our skin

Posted in Earth, Poetry | Tagged alchemy, automaton, Beauty, choice, creativity, dark, denial, frankenstein, genetics, humanity, identity, Mannequin, mind control, Musings, Prometheus, Skin | 12 Comments

My Review: Curiosity by Helen Valentina

Posted on October 29, 2013 by Helen

I had to share this wonderfully generous review of Curiosity from my dear friend solothefirst!! 🙂

Rambles, writing and amusing musings

Book Description

Peter Graham believes the world ended some time ago and nobody noticed. He is a young man driven by one essential quality – curiosity. But when he couples that with his feeling that nothing matters anymore, he does something reckless that catapults him into the media eye as an unlikely modern hero.

Peter goes through the dance of media and political opportunity to further exploits, which he uncovers through his overwhelming curiosity. All the while, he writes in his private journal, determined to prove the world has ended; his outside adventures have done nothing to dissuade him from the truth of his view. Meanwhile, his family and friends struggle to keep up with his recklessness, understand him, and keep him safe from his own inherent, happy nihilism.

Curiosity is the darkly comedic tale of a somewhat benign sociopath who, while dancing through a celebrity-worshipping age, takes risks and…

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