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Clockwork Doll

Little clockwork doll Hold up your hands And plead Little clockwork doll I have my needs And greed Little clockwork doll You are the source And seed Little clockwork doll My little slave Unfreed Little baby cry I’ll do to … Continue reading

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Freedom

Shake off all the shackles Of your tired fretting mind You’ve grown old The years have passed unnoticed And you’ve been hostage to The trance of others’ dreams Your prison is your creation Even as others have Offered dubious helping … Continue reading

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Precious Things

These precious things I hardly thought of in my brittle youth I was alive and free and not diverted By the needs of others or the truth The greater weave of history and sacrifice so far away From my comfortable, … Continue reading

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Readiness

Readiness is all Perfect morning Warriors know the scent and weave of the wind the complete architecture of light and the true beauty of swift sureness Readiness is all (c) Helen Valentina 2016

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Nature’s Veil

Nature’s veil is elusive She is a sprite peeping out for mere seconds Till you see her and then she is gone A memory you cannot be certain is real And an essence too pure to dispute Above earth our … Continue reading

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Dusty Path

All roads lead to that dusty path Sleeping deep below Or fed as ashes to the bitter wind Swept up or buried All the little dreams Dissolve in the cruel Implacability of time The earth heaves its weary skin Revolutions … Continue reading

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The Enemy

The enemy arises from withered pages So long ago silent, stealthy warfare brought a new world of antipathy Stirred within the ego’s walls Here where poisoned raindrops fall on cobblestones of pedantry that none could ever see He wears a … Continue reading

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Seven: Pride

  How do I love me, let me count the ways I love me every morn and every night Each day I wake, I’m held within my sight And dance my dance arising from my grace I love my heart … Continue reading

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Six: Envy

My eyes oh so green glitter outwards surveying all just beyond my grasp Yet others have what I would have It cuts so deep within as I wait without Dare I question the decisions of the world? Do others see … Continue reading

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Five: Wrath

This darkness arises From my rage Distilled as this form Black winged Red eyed Slavoring beast You are me In unearthly form I know this is true So how must I welcome This terrible host? Divine or diabolic Through this … Continue reading

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