Tag Archives: Arts

Cultural Reboot

Posted on January 13, 2014 by Helen

Going back to the beginning Unravelling the weave Re-dressing our biases All that we believe Tabula rasa Fashion is so tired Every move a cliché Reboot is required Just to get through the day Going back to our roots now … Continue reading →

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Clapping

Posted on January 5, 2014 by Helen

Clapping, clapping here in time Faster rhythm, faster rhyme Face bathed in full brilliant light Music playing, sheer delight Resplendent here the moon and stars Conquer night and sun debar Dancing in a circle formed From this womb a world … Continue reading →

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Apprentice

Posted on November 5, 2013 by Helen

He said ‘you’ll be my apprentice to darkness and light’ He festered in hallways dripping sigils, with flames burning bright And I thought I’d surrender, believed that I might Learn of secrets so hidden, so lost in this night He … Continue reading →

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With The Band

Posted on October 25, 2013 by Helen

She said that she was with the band She seemed to think we’d understand She said she lived just here backstage She never slept and never aged She said she’d found the fount of youth The band was wise, the … Continue reading →

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Cinematique

Posted on October 23, 2013 by Helen

She had mystique Cinematique Famous directors Brooded on her face But of such passion Never a trace Never a trace She was sympathetic Cinematique But for their yearning She felt not a thing This bird barely spoke And never would … Continue reading →

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Split Soul Angel

Posted on August 31, 2013 by Helen

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 … Continue reading →

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Canvas

Posted on August 23, 2013 by Helen

Am I your canvas Oh artist! For your greatest work? Pressed by oil on silk Butterfly on a pin The colours changing Constantly, from light to dark Am I the flame That burns within Or just a failing spark? Late … Continue reading →

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Voice

Posted on August 20, 2013 by Helen

Could it be from silence comes a voice Could the reach beyond be a real choice? Are there words a quiet soul may speak? Are they worth the audience I seek? All these years I hid within these walls Turned away, … Continue reading →

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String Quartet

Posted on August 9, 2013 by Helen

A string quartet played A sweet serenade In all of our finery Our youth was displayed To think of this now I’m a moment dismayed The violin sighs All the secrets inside Polite society Has so much to hide So I … Continue reading →

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Mirror’s Face

Posted on August 2, 2013 by Helen

Perfect oval, pale Deft touches of blush and powder All the flaws are now erased Simple here, the mirror’s face Arching eyebrows peak With questions yet unasked Wisdom lost, it’s been replaced Conformity here, the mirror’s face Lips that rarely … Continue reading →

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