Tag Archives: lost

The Name

Posted on May 9, 2015 by Helen

Here I make prayers to broken stones Where weeds are overgrowth, and old Where footsteps have so seldom known How blood is thick and ground is cold A penitent pathetic at your feet I have burnt out my very soul … Continue reading →

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Pen

Posted on March 10, 2015 by Helen

The pen is weary All the ink run dry Across a parchment scratches Ideas lost in time No new blood is drawn From the pain of life There are only tears And banality Nothing left for me The screen is … Continue reading →

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Deadwood

Posted on February 11, 2015 by Helen

Deadwood Floating downstream I heard we were redundant Our lives a pointless dream And all that we had planned Was nothing like it seemed Just deadwood Floating downstream Deadwood Bobbing as it flows Our reckless future Nothing we can know … Continue reading →

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Devil’s Knot

Posted on February 5, 2015 by Helen

Caught in a devil’s knot Betwixt and here between Something essential that I yet forgot Something I had seen Trapped in the devil’s knot Innocence fled me that night Thus I have found the cursed spot Nothing I saw was … Continue reading →

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Deserted

Posted on November 21, 2014 by Helen

I am deserted like a broken house left by owners now distressed by angles and curvature not quite right and colder shallows in the rooms where gathers dust, memories and gloom I am deserted I am unloved like an abandoned … Continue reading →

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Searching

Posted on November 15, 2014 by Helen

I am searching for the light I am wandering this night In this ancient habitat I might find the way at that Broken church just like my soul In the dimmer light is whole Shining beacon in the night I … Continue reading →

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Too Sweet for Prompt 74 The Hollow Men by TS Elliot

Posted on September 28, 2014 by Helen

I have stepped across this threshold Mr Devil I can see you In that shrunken blackened doorway See your bony hand there beckoning Like a tide returning to the beach I hear your slyly sibilant, silent speech Making promises, and … Continue reading →

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Coffee

Posted on September 22, 2014 by Helen

My coffee is cold Winter creeps across my threshold With its stories and its laments I am quite wired but still so tired Growing old My coffee is cold Like the soul within I’ve sold With its memories and tragedies … Continue reading →

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Broken

Posted on September 19, 2014 by Helen

I am a little broken here inside I’m not sure when it happened Or what the shattering implied I am part pure ambition And foolish, yearning pride But I’m also lost and broken So divided here inside I am a … Continue reading →

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Bring On the Night – for Prompt 72 Sister Awake

Posted on September 14, 2014 by Helen

The year they dared to capture this fallen angel, they tore her wings and mounted them upon the wall, her limbs secured by steel tipped strings The men that gathered there to see this unholy but sacred sight blinked, dazed … Continue reading →

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