Tag Archives: dark

Crooked House

Posted on August 3, 2013 by Helen

This crooked house for crooked folk Secrets are silent, yet are spoke Its crooked values are the yolk For crooked dreams that they invoke This crooked life for crooked men Completes a cycle, starts again The dearest enemies talk as … Continue reading →

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Fringes

Posted on August 3, 2013 by Helen

I live on the fringes I hide in the dark My home is in alleyways or deep in the park I breathe contradiction The web of my words are born for confusion I am the absurd I’ll never be like … Continue reading →

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The White Palace

Posted on August 2, 2013 by Helen

“Delirium is good for you” Said the master of the halls It takes you further, further in It mixes terror now with sin It shows the novice how to begin With summer nights and lace In the White Palace The … Continue reading →

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Jekyll

Posted on August 1, 2013 by Helen

I am the Jekyll to your Hyde I am the muse that stirs your pen I am the question deep inside You are the now, I am the then I am the kindness, you are the cruel I am the … Continue reading →

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Luminescence

Posted on August 1, 2013 by Helen

They call you mystery Arching from the void Of limitless possibility A face beyond time Conscious thought or design Your call an ancient melody In abstract tongue Such light falls across the sky Luminescence from your eye They call you … Continue reading →

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So Many

Posted on July 31, 2013 by Helen

So many years since I thought of a man’s gaze as the gaze of a man So many games missed, not seeing that the maze was part of the plan How many glances now have I passed by which should … Continue reading →

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All This And More

Posted on July 30, 2013 by Helen

The mercurial mind of one who entertained Vibrant words and articulate hands dancing before me Drawing laughter from the depths, all life’s absurdities All this and more he was to me The one most trusted and true who guarded against … Continue reading →

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Tuxedo Nights

Posted on July 30, 2013 by Helen

I no longer yearn for tuxedo nights Glamour holds no sway on me Visceral hunger for elegantry Is frozen as a winter strewn lake I would no longer hold Gatsby’s hand Give him shelter in the jazz age Swinging softly … Continue reading →

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I Remember

Posted on July 29, 2013 by Helen

I remember your deep, glittering eyes Reaching mine I remember your soft, beautiful voice Trapped in time I remember your pain, of such depth Reaching out I remember the passion, blood stricken Leeching out I remember the madness of guile … Continue reading →

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Full Circle

Posted on July 29, 2013 by Helen

My friend, your words are still calling cards You still repeat the themes you should not know, should not have heard, reverberating your view had you been invited to the conversation So many years since their staccato, strange momentum was … Continue reading →

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