Articles from November 2007



Fish in the sea

Posted by Helen Howell on November 30, 2007

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 cast [...]

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Overflows

Posted by Helen Howell on November 25, 2007

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 [...]

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The fuss-fuss dance

Posted by Helen Howell on November 22, 2007

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 [...]

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The aperture between

Posted by Helen Howell on November 11, 2007

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 [...]

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Sparks of brilliance

Posted by Helen Howell on November 8, 2007

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 [...]

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Village of Humanity

Posted by Helen Howell on November 7, 2007

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 [...]

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Simple Simon

Posted by Helen Howell on November 6, 2007

(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 [...]

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The waves of time

Posted by Helen Howell on November 3, 2007

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 [...]

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Purporting to be real

Posted by Helen Howell on November 2, 2007

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, [...]

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