Tag Archives: Beauty

Ghazal 2

Posted on February 21, 2013 by Helen

Secret comrades meeting here, rise and close your door As though to battle bound let fervour fire your core The traveller stakes his aim on conquering higher peaks Then at once to greet them, strides brave across the floor Tumbling … Continue reading →

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Painting

Posted on February 20, 2013 by Helen

Artistic fire Colours are music and shade Pigment melody. (c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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Audition

Posted on February 11, 2013 by Helen

Terrifying darkened room Counterpointed by This dazzling stage Shadowed figures Seemingly faceless Await in a row Nerves are electricity Susseration under your skin How is it that Your throat is so dry? All your offerings Seeming to slip through your … Continue reading →

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Beauty Ritual

Posted on February 3, 2013 by Helen

Sitting in the hairdresser’s chair mid process, my hair spiked by colouring agents Purple swathes against beige I look like I’ve been adorned for a tribal ritual Frankly it’s vaguely frightening And how the lights play on my visage making … Continue reading →

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Ode to Freddie Mercury

Posted on January 28, 2013 by Helen

Watching a television documentary On my first favourite band I am reminded Stunned once more Before the artistry and poetry Of this mercurial man indeed The generosity they mention Was always in his glittering eyes But more the beauty of … Continue reading →

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Butterfly Scars

Posted on January 19, 2013 by Helen

Across her skin scarified Are the markers of all her pains, her joys and hopes raised high, cut deep within starkly visible to the eye This strange affliction caused by surfeit of feeling? These signs of tribulation some may call … Continue reading →

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For Beauty’s Sake

Posted on January 18, 2013 by Helen

For beauty’s sake I take the brush And soft caress my face In shadowed contours may I hide The flaws I would replace Till gathered in conformity I vanish without trace? These colours of the fashion world Might jar against … Continue reading →

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