You Were My Food – For Prompt 19 – Food

Flanders, Netherlands

Flanders, Netherlands (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You were my food,
my simple nourishment
I fed on your life-force,
your words and deeds
A glance from you
was ambrosia pure
A word from your lips
like blood-red cherries
falling at my feet

I drank you in
like finest wine
from vineyards steeped
in ancient time
Your skin a landscape
to my hunger
And on each day
I’d drunkenly linger

I ate you whole
Consumed your essence
A ravaged soul
Insatiable and grasping
And even though I knew
this was not lasting
Not a lasting source
of sustenance
I consumed as though
the world re-created you
each day
just for me to feast

I was your vampire
drinking blood from veins
you’d sever for me
And on your remains
I’d dwell in ecstasy
as life was drawn from me
You were my food
You meant it all to me

The wily garden snake
gave me an apple
in a perfect, human form
And from the hope
of all redemption
I was gladly, fruitfully torn
You were my food
I ate you whole
You gave your heart
I took your soul
Sweet nourishment
You were this all,
this all to me

(c) Helen Valentina 2013 All Rights Reserved

 

For mindlovemisery’s Prompt 19 – Food – see the prompt and her wonderful work at http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com

 

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A Thousand Times – for Prompt 8 – The Boy In The Red Vest

 

 

The Boy in the Red Vest by Paul Cezanne

The Boy in the Red Vest by Paul Cezanne

 

I have written this a thousand times
Tried cursive calligraphy
Complicated rhymes
Called you cruel and irrational
Then beauteous, sublime
I’ve written this
A thousand times

I have given you a thousand names
I’ve accepted all the infamy
Absorbing all the blame
I’ve bathed in ice-cold water
And writhed within these flames
I have given you
A thousand names

I have offered you a thousand words
Some of them so heartfelt
Some that are absurd
You are to me some sickness
No poetry has cured
I have offered you
A thousand words

I prayed you’d be a thousand blessed
Worn my heart so open
On my blood-red vest
But it seems I’m destined
Just to fail this test
So I pray you’ll be
A thousand blessed

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

For howanxious’ Prompt 8 – based on the Cezanne painting above – see the prompt and howanxious’ great writing at http://howanxious.wordpress.com

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Never

English: Woodland path

English: Woodland path (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Now never a path back
This road is broken
Beaten down
This is just sterile
Conquered ground
Now never a path back

We’ll never speak of this
As strangers pass
Across these streets
Where only loss
And terror meets
We’ll never speak of this

You ask and I’ll reply
But once and only once
I’ll never be your friend
That chance is gone
And here this ends
You’ll ask and I’ll reply

The promise falls to never
A glance of hope
Now so long ago
Is but the path
Where none may go
The promise falls to never

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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Split Soul Angel

Icarus

Icarus (Photo credit: drurydrama (Len Radin))

How is it that your words
Your music and your poetry
Draw from such a source
Of deep, beauteous profundity
Ethereal, otherworldly soul
That captures the listener
Entirely, whole
And yet your actions in this world
Are dark and lost
Demonic goals?

When gods forged our natures
In the pit of chaos’ well
Did they realise in contradiction
They fashioned many paths to hell?
Split soul angel rises through
Your dual toned nature
Defining you
So while I fall before
Your pitiless crimes
The song rings true?

How is it that your mind
So crystalline and pure of thought
Can render in your words and images
All that art and religion sought
A rising on the glittering wings
Of hopeful Icarus
As the sepharim sing
And yet your actions
Only grief and pain and
Sorrows bring?

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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Rome Construction Crew Update – Are You Curious?

Clowning around

Clowning around (Photo credit: lynnmwillis)

I’m juggling a couple of projects now, and it may very well mean I am completely barking mad.

The work on a YouTube type promo video for The Seed is continuing apace and will eventually be distributed in an email promotional campaign, and I still await the final parts of the global distribution for the novel to Nook and to Amazon POD.

And of course, for those that have been following my publishing journey, you know The Seed is a novel in the romance genre – albeit a dark and ambiguous romance. It’s intense, deeply introspective and troubled at its core – passion as belief and myth and hope and possibly delusion. It’s a novel in the element of Water, with a bit of Air thrown in for the dream sequences that drive the plot.

It’s probably not even a conventional romance, to be honest, but that still would be it’s overall genre. So the sensible thing would be to publish another romance next, to establish my place in that realm.

But I’m now also in the pre-publishing/ formatting stages for my next novel release. It will probably be out sometime in the next couple of months. And is it the next instalment in a career of a romance writer?

No, of course not! Because I write for all the elements, and as you know from my poetry, I don’t stick to one theme or even a few.

I like variety. So the next novel – ‘Curiosity’ – is a black comedy/satire. It is as light in its tone and cynicism as The Seed is heavy and sincere. It’s in the element of Air, with some Fire thrown in. It’s about a benign (possibly) sociopath, who becomes an unlikely hero in this modern media age. And there’s nothing romantic about it!

So – you tell me – am I mad? How easy will it be to market something so different so soon…or at any time really???

But how can a writer not write what the muse commands, and particularly one driven by all the elements, all the gods, all the guides in the ether above?

So – what I’m hoping is that people like comedy too, even from a normally more serious and emotional writer. I’m hoping, really hoping, you’ll answer ‘yes’ to the following question:

Are You Curious?

Any advice you have for traversing the road of multiple genres in the indie book market would be gladly received. Because it may really be that I’m bonkers.

But hey, that’s me and that’s my journey, so I hope some of you come along for the ride!!

Cheers

Helen V

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2 Fantasy Novels for 2 Dollars!!!!

Get the beginning – the first two exciting instalments – of what will no doubt be a wonderful, and famous, series !!!

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Sale starts now!

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Recognised Too Late

graveyard

graveyard (Photo credit: ravensong75)

They said they knew you
They said they knew
They understood you
Saw right through
They knew your patterns
What you’d do
They said they knew you
They said they knew

You made the liars
Made them lie
Just would be triers
Passing by
With scalpel and pliers
Hear them cry
You made them liars
Made them die

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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Murder

Precision
Ice cold hairline crack
Splits apart

Delicate
Surgeon symphony
Conducts pain

Raw revolt
Skin and sinew scram
Bloodied cry

Mute question
Unanswered, too late
Tell me why…..

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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Are you a Raven?

Ravens

Ravens (Photo credit: Sergey Yeliseev)

Spreadeagled on the altar
I wait
‘Are you a Raven?’ she asked
I do not know, I do not know
And does it matter?
‘It might’ she replied
A Psychopomp
Weaving its way to the underneath

Coiled within
waiting for the moment to expand
I see Archangels fall from the sky
in a fury of fire and wings
Much like you

What Leviathan sleeps
in the depths of this ocean
Poised to awaken
drunk with the ecstasy
Remembering me?

Who shall I recall?
Cool cheek against the stone
Just the face I knew before I was born
The fealty to which I am eternally sworn
Just you.

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

Just re-posting one of the very first poems I ever put on this blog, long before many of my kind readers had found it. 🙂

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