Tag Archives: Musings

String Quartet

Posted on August 9, 2013 by Helen

A string quartet played A sweet serenade In all of our finery Our youth was displayed To think of this now I’m a moment dismayed The violin sighs All the secrets inside Polite society Has so much to hide So I … Continue reading →

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Something Wicked This Way Comes

Posted on August 6, 2013 by Helen

The poet said it best I see His knowledge and his artistry The future that his soul foresees The path of fallen breadcrumbs Where all of youth and life succumbs As something wicked this way comes The oracle within his … Continue reading →

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I Loved You Once

Posted on August 6, 2013 by Helen

I loved you once When we were young You were the poet The song unsung I barely knew What we’d begun Before our time was done I loved you then I’d love you now If all our history We’d avow … Continue reading →

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Gossip

Posted on August 5, 2013 by Helen

Gossip runs like wildfire whispered from one to one explodes across the horizon till truth is lost beneath a web of lies and all objectivity gone The meme is alive now Its birth owed to gossip (c) Helen Valentina 2013, … Continue reading →

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Dream Big

Posted on August 5, 2013 by Helen

Dream big, dream big Never forget to dream Life’s no rehearsal No matter how it seems Aim not for half-truths Reach for the extremes Dream big, dream big Never forget to dream Live large, live large Make sure that you … Continue reading →

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If My Novel Was a Movie….my Dream Cast For The Seed

Posted on August 4, 2013 by Helen

So my friend solothefirst had a wonderful idea. I was talking with her recently about how I thought a particular actor we both love would make a fabulous Robert – a key protagonist character – in The Seed, and she … Continue reading →

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People Like Us

Posted on August 4, 2013 by Helen

People like us should be quarantined from society People like them never realise what they have seen People like us play our dark little games like puppeteers People like them don’t understand they live in a dream People like us … Continue reading →

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United

Posted on August 4, 2013 by Helen

Our hands clasp across this misery Determined we arise There’s time now to re-write history To stand united in our eyes A slave’s life these days are seen as free Deluded by diversion And yet now entrapped we still will … Continue reading →

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Tigers Rule The World – for Prompt 15 Childhood Dreams

Posted on August 4, 2013 by Helen

The lawn of our backyard Was the expanse of Africa The white suburban fencing Could not quell the conqueror A tiny mouth could roar With operatic intensity As I surveyed my kingdom Such was my propensity I spoke with angels, … Continue reading →

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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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