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An ordinary thing

Posted by Helen Howell on April 23, 2010

It’s just an ordinary thing but no standard weight and measure to fit within the cabinet of a lifetime’s memories. It doesn’t have a brand name according to my history or a pseudonym to indicate its not how it appears and, in fact, it’s simply blank like a page before a poet has begun the [...]

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Sand is sand

Posted by Helen Howell on April 19, 2010

The clouds hang low o’er shifting sand that finds the will within the feel to move from here to there but sand is such it seems to be content to shuffle slowly so that progress ne’er is seen. What difference grains of more or less; it looks the same and no one tests the depths [...]

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Tears

Posted by Helen Howell on April 16, 2010

When the tears have been dried and the towels been thrown into the depths of history they sit in the heat of no relief because once they’re in there and nobody cares they’re like all criminals jailed. And towels aren’t dainty strips of silk that tear at the slightest touch or delicate fabrics that shrink [...]

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Martyr

Posted by Helen Howell on April 13, 2010

When the heart’s in slow motion and toes, fingers, numb life and love come under spotlights and so for a time I’m a martyr to heat in suffering of intense betrayal. But I know there’s a see-saw somewhere close by and my time at the bottom a transitory phase and yet, and yet, martyrs can’t [...]

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First moment of a day

Posted by Helen Howell on April 11, 2010

It’s just a snatch and grab of sleep these days when life abrasive, harsh, that brings a sense of settled peace with the moment of first wakefulness. That moment sometimes long and deep intrudes upon the loneliness and wanders through the forests, glens, like one who knows the way. At other times a child at [...]

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Rooted

Posted by Helen Howell on April 8, 2010

So from the prison of denial the monster, love, escaped and sat beneath a lonesome tree in plot of plan of future moves. This took a time, the longest time, by standards set and known by those who walked the trail and laid down signs and symbols. Perhaps they blew away or sunk into the [...]

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Mystique and Magic

Posted by Helen Howell on April 5, 2010

When mystique and magic creeps through the door the walls of the mind shiver and shake for fearful they are that foundations will crack and mind will be free to expand into more. Oh, but they’re built to withstand the advance of what surely is meant for the fairies, not me but how strange the [...]

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A way to survive

Posted by Helen Howell on April 1, 2010

Heaven came down to visit today and I tried to touch but couldn’t for the seemingly near still too far from the outreach of fleshy parts. So in the time it took to know of mind’s innate ability the clouds hung low and ominous over the land of my birth. It’s an effortless glide to [...]

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The price

Posted by Helen Howell on March 22, 2010

On the street where I live there’s no runaway deal and the price rises up, up, up, into the more not bargained for with the knowing of worth and value. Life takes the stuffing, the cherry on top, half the filling out of the giving, and bespeaks of learning to live with less than ever [...]

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Betwixt and between

Posted by Helen Howell on November 24, 2009

If I could I would hop on a plane and fly above the land of the now betwixt and between all knowing and sheer ignorance The pendulum swings, scales are unbalanced, and nobody leans the same way on hallowed ground that’s typecast as a place meant for defilement. There’s an army of ants that march [...]

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