Tag Archives: art

Not Quite A Mirror

Posted on December 4, 2019 by Helen

Each not quite a mirror To the other See them stand Beautiful and half pre-planned Half chaos as they see A stronger mimicry Not quite a mirror but close enough If either calls the other’s bluff I wonder what we’ll … Continue reading →

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Watercolour Dreams

Posted on January 9, 2019 by Helen

I’m drifting in watercolour dreams Soft hues flutter past me Whispering childhood secrets I cannot yet hear But I am content Even so I’m floating in watercolour seas The rainbow has fallen To earth at my feet I am content … Continue reading →

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Beautiful

Posted on March 15, 2018 by Helen

When I am weary of the world The clatter clutter of ambition The surrender and submission To the paper and the pen To the dollar or the yen Competition’s flags unfurled I come to this most sacred space Where art … Continue reading →

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Salieri

Posted on November 2, 2016 by Helen

I am but fortune’s fool May as well be Salieri Striving Baying at the moon While Mozart’s melodies make symphonies Of the celestial forms My fingernails dug so deep Into my own skin I bled From all the glories that … Continue reading →

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Beauty Ages

Posted on February 26, 2014 by Helen

Beauty ages so The cultural rules apply We will not deny The face forms hollows The lines of age hold their sway On too soon a day Beauty ages all The finest flower in time Loses her sweet prime And … Continue reading →

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Flawless

Posted on December 29, 2013 by Helen

It was flawless This turn on the boards Performance of a lifetime Every word spoken Trembled in perfection Every move was grace Why did it feel hollow Why a ringing tone Echoes in my ear? Could it be exquisite Is another … Continue reading →

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Maestro

Posted on November 23, 2013 by Helen

Brick by brick we build There is no shortcut To what the deep horizon holds No alchemist to quickly turn Rank debris into gold No mother here To sternly scold Just will, desire Fully involved Step by step we climb … Continue reading →

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Multitudes

Posted on November 8, 2013 by Helen

‘I am large, I contain multitudes’ Walt Whitman The concept of the singular Is foreign to you Your personalities are so multiple You hardly knew The impact of your lack Of linearity The way the others round you yearned For … Continue reading →

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Shy Boy

Posted on November 2, 2013 by Helen

Don’t lose the fire in your soul Sweet, shy boy Don’t lose perspective or control Don’t destroy The beauty of your vision here The crystallising of your years Don’t dwell in darkness Nor in fear Shy boy Don’t lose the … Continue reading →

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Muse

Posted on October 16, 2013 by Helen

Sing me your song of love Sing me your song Hand in hand, glove in glove Here I’ll belong If you must stray from me Don’t tarry long Sing me your song of love Sing me your song Write for … Continue reading →

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