Tag Archives: pointlessness

Time’s Servant

Posted on April 8, 2020 by Helen

I am nothing if not time’s servant I hear his voice Whisper just out of reach Urging hurry, hurry Lest I lose A precious second to indolence or Mere pleasure Tick tock Says the clock Above my head Filling me … Continue reading →

Posted in Air | Tagged , , , , , | 7 Comments

Pendulum

Posted on May 24, 2015 by Helen

The pendulum no longer swings There is no latitude And no breeze To stir it either way It shudders at best Once war cries Reverberated on either side You knew the difference And a turn of fate Meant something Now … Continue reading →

Posted in Fire, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Children of a Lesser Pantheon

Posted on February 17, 2015 by Helen

He told me that Children of a lesser pantheon Cannot rise This world has here allotted Every trinket, every prize Ambition was neurosis In his eyes He told me that Your nature more than nurture Determined size It was the … Continue reading →

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

Outside

Posted on December 3, 2014 by Helen

I am my own jailor You don’t hold the key I am colder within Than the outside of me I gaze from my cell block To winter strewn day I laugh at your feeble Attempts to dismay Inside I am … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Water | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Sheer Futility

Posted on September 5, 2014 by Helen

Sisyphus had it easy Job security Rolling that rock Up and down that hill Until technology And other ingenuity Found a way to automate Sheer futility Then Sisyphus must Negotiate his lower wage For lesser productivity On history’s page And … Continue reading →

Posted in Air, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

Nothing Matters – for Prompt 56 Indescribable Frustration

Posted on May 18, 2014 by Helen

This rock I push atop this hill I feel it settle well, until From life’s sweet canopy they spill This flotsam on my window sill Again I stress my task undone The cake unbaked, the weave un-spun Each furnish questions, … Continue reading →

Posted in Earth, Poetry | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 16 Comments