Dream Time Poetry

A collection of healing poetry designed to mark the author’s own insightful journey through the complexities of life.

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Month: November, 2007

Fish in the sea

30 November, 2007 | Spiritual | By: Helen Howell

I see how they live in the sea where they’re free,
a community born of a deep consciousness
bound in a school and kept always together
by love or a purpose instilled in their brains.

If I reach down to touch, they scamper away
afraid, I would say, of something unknown
or of shadows [...]

Overflows

25 November, 2007 | Love | By: Helen Howell

Love is low, deep down low, where it’s always been
trying hard to rise above stacked up disregard
and mountainous piles of inconsequential junk
to land in the awareness of the disadvantaged.

But there’s trouble in the camp of this gypsy clan
who thirsty search for water in another’s field
and make up the loving from an overflow
un-contained within by he [...]

The fuss-fuss dance

22 November, 2007 | Spiritual, Spiritual Poetry | By: Helen Howell

When time decrees the merge of soul
into what the people know
there begins a fuss-fuss dance
with stubborn hands on hips
but slowly, slowly, comes the slide
down along each side
and so bends the soul into a bow
of complete acquiescence.

It’s easier, you see, to bend into the known
and be as one deprived of insight into source
than stand a pillar [...]

The aperture between

11 November, 2007 | Love | By: Helen Howell

From snapshots to a movie screen
and that’s how love can grow
when hope o’er lays our yesterdays
and projects them into dreams.

From winter into spring
and that’s how love can move
into the aperture between
dreams and reality.

But that aperture between
like an unfulfilled sea
rocks the boats, normality
and conformity
until a mind like the shore
stretches comfortably at ease
along the length [...]

Sparks of brilliance

8 November, 2007 | General | By: Helen Howell

A golden nugget buried low
beneath a false veneer
flashes sparks of brilliance
into the atmosphere
and these combine, entwine,
with sunshine on the rise
to make of every brand new day
a time to breathe and feel
alive to possibilities.

They parade upon the stage
of what could maybe be
if the shell from which they came
moved forward into more
and I watch [...]

Village of Humanity

7 November, 2007 | General, General Writing and Poetry | By: Helen Howell

In a village of humanity where the children all grow old
double-sided rainbows weren’t expected every day
but suddenly in awe the inhabitants looked up
and radiated energy pulled the sky down to ground.

(Picture by Frank Bennett, New Zealand)

Blanketed in blue and shades of other hues
the energy confined boiled over into crime
and the [...]

Simple Simon

6 November, 2007 | Humorous | By: Helen Howell

(It simply must be time for a little bit of nonsense)
Simple Simon clapped his hands on the way to going mad and said, “Don’t you know, my dear?  It’s really
very clear. There’s an extra strand of DNA messing with my brain.”
So turned the one who didn’t know a brighter shade of pale because openings are [...]

The waves of time

3 November, 2007 | General, General Writing and Poetry | By: Helen Howell

Restless now the waves of time
seeking so to make it known
it’s moving quicker to the start
of new and better days.

I wait a woman humbled by
this flow of desperate means
that brings within a need
to know where I’m going to.

But silence follows all my days
and shadows me at night
to make it seem I’m cut adrift
from my [...]

Purporting to be real

2 November, 2007 | General, General Writing and Poetry | By: Helen Howell

Higher, higher, higher, where broken dreams can’t go
and I find I have no wings folded in my will
to overcome the memory of emotive love.

Run, run, run away, to where the ocean roams
but the river is in me and I carry memories
in the current of my feel.

Too long, too long, this corridor [...]


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