Tag Archives: Musings

Summer Sandals

Posted on November 13, 2013 by Helen

She wore red summer sandals And peasant skirts She drank in the sunshine Like a sensual balm And for this special goddess No day could come to harm She was the essence of The perfect summer day She wore purple … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Pretender

Posted on November 10, 2013 by Helen

I am a pretender to this throne I am a joker out of time I am an imposter in this realm I’m a poet without rhyme I’m a wearer of all masks And such faces as I’ve worn Are of … Continue reading →

Posted in Air, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 4 Comments

Old Friend

Posted on November 9, 2013 by Helen

Old friend I find myself with you again I return as though to finish sentences I started then forgot to complete Old friend It’s time to walk those boards again To argue our polemics here once more To debate, declare, … Continue reading →

Posted in Air, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

Persuasion

Posted on November 9, 2013 by Helen

Such gentle words Rippling like smoke Against a rainy windowpane I remember your face Angled as you turned To see the door open And all the past return Scattered like debris on the café floor You pressed me for A … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Water | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 11 Comments

A Pre-Emptive Apology To My WordPress Family….

Posted on November 8, 2013 by Helen

Hi From time to time I’ve said my work life is mad. Trust me, it is. But for the most part I had a schedule to allow me to blog regardless of the hours and stresses of my work life – an … Continue reading →

Posted in Air, Conversation | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | 34 Comments

Multitudes

Posted on November 8, 2013 by Helen

‘I am large, I contain multitudes’ Walt Whitman The concept of the singular Is foreign to you Your personalities are so multiple You hardly knew The impact of your lack Of linearity The way the others round you yearned For … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Frozen Sea

Posted on November 8, 2013 by Helen

‘A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us’ Franz Kafka This bloodless fluid in stasis Ancient ocean frozen like a lake for lighthearted ice skating in the depths of winter I am but a surface, still … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Water | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 12 Comments

The Sunny Side

Posted on November 4, 2013 by Helen

When shadows thicken Along the wall When music is swelling Clarion call When soldiers are marching And death has a bride We need to cling on to The sunny side When hope lies so broken On the floor When all … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 14 Comments

New Years Day 2014 – For Prompt 28 Future Diary

Posted on November 3, 2013 by Helen

All significant changes start slowly Imperceptibly beneath the skin in silence and patience Small stirring of the new A bud about to bloom awaits the quiet it requires and space to be This new years day will be as any … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 14 Comments

Shy Boy

Posted on November 2, 2013 by Helen

Don’t lose the fire in your soul Sweet, shy boy Don’t lose perspective or control Don’t destroy The beauty of your vision here The crystallising of your years Don’t dwell in darkness Nor in fear Shy boy Don’t lose the … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 15 Comments