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Midas To Bacchus – for Right2Write Prompt 10 – Bacchus and Midas

Posted on September 14, 2013 by Helen

Let us weigh the balance, you and I My fingertips flow gold and yours flow wine I’m earthly rulership and you divine Let us weigh the balance, you and I Grant for me a moment free from gold For I … Continue reading →

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Fetish

Posted on September 14, 2013 by Helen

You are my fetish I don’t want you real Your effect must be heightened Revealed, not concealed I want to just linger On the sweep of your face The song and the singer Not even a trace You are my fetish … Continue reading →

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Cult Status

Posted on September 14, 2013 by Helen

He had Cult status Long before He knew He drew Aficionados Right out of The blue He couldn’t Stand us Neither me Nor you But he had Cult status Nothing he Could do He suffered Cult status One of the … Continue reading →

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Last Exit

Posted on September 12, 2013 by Helen

Waiting as it hits Lingering by your door Creating a memory My last exit Like the one before Returning to me This time is the end No more may I turn And re-enter the room Goodbye my friend I cannot … Continue reading →

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The Busy Signal

Posted on September 12, 2013 by Helen

Half past ten Dark morning Lingering over coffee My hand strays Silently prays Again and again In barely hidden Bleak despair For once again Again it’s there The busy signal I said I’d call You said you’d be Waiting by … Continue reading →

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Ocean Liner

Posted on September 11, 2013 by Helen

Here we are now out at sea A fashionista cavalry Wild and spitfire reverie Quick, take a photo, you and me Out upon the sea This ocean liner is so grand As couples wander hand in hand Each new diversion … Continue reading →

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Against The Grain

Posted on September 11, 2013 by Helen

We’re cut against the grain If our lives were woodwork We would be A strange and dubious artistry We couldn’t quite explain We lived to be our parents’ bane We’re cut against the grain We strive to make our mark … Continue reading →

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Father

Posted on September 10, 2013 by Helen

In my father’s home His father stern Created out of fear and rules The fault lines in his children All broken somehow In their own, unique way They took their lessons Into the bleak day The bleak day In my … Continue reading →

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Saving Grace

Posted on September 9, 2013 by Helen

In this moment came My saving grace When all the tumult of the world Might crash around me Perhaps deservedly A moment’s godlike leniency Reaches out to me And could I now believe This tender hand Which reached across this … Continue reading →

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Prime Suspect

Posted on September 9, 2013 by Helen

And would we all agree That he Must be The prime suspect Of this gallery? And would we all concur Like her Prefer To nod assent And not aver? The judge will raise his brow Just now Avow The sentence … Continue reading →

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