Tag Archives: Aspiration

For Ionia, Part 2 – In honour of her victory over cancer

Posted on September 5, 2013 by Helen

Under parched earth the seed of health and hope slumbered, waiting the moment to arise The sky above so bleak seemed bent on sadness yet held within its sweet surprise That rain will fall eventually and open joyful eyes The … Continue reading →

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To Be

Posted on September 4, 2013 by Helen

To be one of the elect These secrets we protect Our vows are circumspect Politically correct To be one of the elite We walk this narrow street Our mission to complete As ever, we’re discrete To be one of the … Continue reading →

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Dare

Posted on September 2, 2013 by Helen

Dare I wish? These old forsaken hands Can they clasp To questions asked Or works demand? Dare I try? To ignore the path of old Be the scribe To muted memory And stories yet untold? Dare I reach? For brief … Continue reading →

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Weep

Posted on September 1, 2013 by Helen

Do angels weep Before such loss Or watch with indifferent eyes Singing such dirges to the skies As praises to the God on high Upon whose face they gaze? Do angels feel The pain of man Or contemplate one step … Continue reading →

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

Posted on August 31, 2013 by Helen

      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 … 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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Rome Construction Crew Update – Are You Curious?

Posted on August 31, 2013 by Helen

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, … Continue reading →

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Are you a Raven?

Posted on August 30, 2013 by Helen

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 … Continue reading →

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Fire

Posted on August 28, 2013 by Helen

Where the fire of our youth, the stretch and yearning that inspired? Where the dreams and ambitions which unearthed our cherished selves? Where the belief that all was possible, anything reachable, to us Despite the failure of former generations we … Continue reading →

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Dismal

Posted on August 28, 2013 by Helen

Dismal dreams Greyish tones and sepia Caress the sleeping mind With symbols which are ephemeral at best No secrets to uncover No paths to tread of import As we lay our weary heads at last to rest The detritus of … Continue reading →

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