30 April, 2008 | Love, Poetry | By: Helen Howell
When the music is heard
and it seems too good to be true
it fits into the realms of fantasy
because reality checks
always play out of tune.
But mental headphones cut out the din
of off-key and deadly scenarios
to bring in the music of “let me love you”
as if love ever needs permission.
Round and round, the notes turn [...]
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28 April, 2008 | Love, Poetry, Spiritual, Spiritual Poetry | By: Helen Howell
Moon displays her inbred grace
unconcerned with life’s distaste
at how she never falls to ground
to shatter my belief
that somewhere way up there on high
is where two lovers meet.
I know I’m me both here and there
but like the moon I shrink/enlarge
mind’s reach and stretch, capacity
to know the more of who you are
when stripped down to the [...]
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27 April, 2008 | Nature, Poetry | By: Helen Howell
What was is gone and now no more
will symbolize the truth
of love’s forever fortitude
amidst the fickle ways of man.
It’s just a tree tall proud like me
that weakened in a storm
and dropped to ground a canopy
once spread over the earth.
And the core still strong as once before
lies in silent contemplation
uncertain whether the “to be”
is [...]
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25 April, 2008 | Spiritual, Spiritual Poetry | By: Helen Howell
Life builds and grows the storms of soul
over here in this dip of design lethargy
where the creators create unmindfully
the ebb and flow of everyone’s dreams.
It’s like the saviours no one ever sees
swop hats with the sinfully wicked
and implant a deep and dark deadly pall
over what we’re meant to see.
Lo and behold we come upon times
when [...]
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21 April, 2008 | General, Poetry | By: Helen Howell
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19 April, 2008 | General, Poetry | By: Helen Howell
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18 April, 2008 | General, Poetry | By: Helen Howell
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15 April, 2008 | Nature, Poetry | By: Helen Howell
Is the sea a woman or a woman the sea?
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14 April, 2008 | General, Writing | By: Helen Howell
There were many days and nights of wandering alone to find the highs and lows of what
the spirit knows and ’twas not an easy journey from the base of no knowledge up unto the
high of all she came to see. She saw love, you see, twinkling like a star there in the
vastness of heart’s undying [...]
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13 April, 2008 | Life, Poetry | By: Helen Howell
In the killing fields of a loveless life
saviours rise from out the past
to throw the bones of stimulus
to the needy underdogs.
The meat is gone but the chew on bones
a seeming sustenance
for the now tied and tethered
to the stake of ripened age.
Throw the bones! The hungry need to eat
and ‘tis now the moulting season
of a love’s [...]
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