Posts belonging to Category Life Poems

Gamblers!

Posted by Helen Howell on July 2, 2009

‘tis the silence of the night and the din of broad daylight that spins like lottery tickets in the flow of normal life. Round and round, up and down, and this flow like living cycles that leaves a gambler waiting palm up for destiny. First prize gone, second, third, and the gambler makes a fist [...]

Category Categories: Life, Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: ,  |  Comments 1 comment

The will to live – Final

Posted by Helen Howell on June 8, 2009

The weather has changed; the sky is dull and grey and unseasonal rain falls softly, tenderly, on that wandering soul of the will to live. Yet still the scene is beautiful in a morbid sort of way and the will intrigued sets out to experience the fullness of a life away from home. And then [...]

Category Categories: Life, Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: ,  |  Comments No comments

The will to live – Part 2

Posted by Helen Howell on June 7, 2009

So the will to live split mind and soul and sent the former home again to act as temporary stand-in for the real thing. The soul released travelled on through human conflict, tears, and woe seeking in that density true and abiding meaning. The days were hard and taxing for the soul knows love’s awaiting [...]

Category Categories: Life, Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: ,  |  Comments No comments

The will to live – part 1

Posted by Helen Howell on June 7, 2009

The brain shuts down when pain decides to squeeze like a steel vice and draw each drop of happiness from one imprisoned so. And with each drop the will to live is lost and wanders far until in sleep the mind shouts out “Come, please come home” but the will now free uncertain stands immobile [...]

Category Categories: Life, Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: ,  |  Comments 2 comments

Denial

Posted by Helen Howell on May 31, 2009

When there’s no enthusiasm for the bed and sheets, pillows, love like a restless bird has flown right out the window. Too late to close the window; what’s meant to be has been but not too sure returns a one unto the forgotten. And then the forgotten returns slowly ever sure into the realms of [...]

Category Categories: Life, Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: ,  |  Comments No comments

Dust from stone

Posted by Helen Howell on May 30, 2009

When the “Universe” thinks it’s time to reveal what really cannot be seen it catches a woman humbled by love and imprisons her in the know. For a time that knowing a suffering simply too hard to bear and she crumbles like stone into dust in the confines of physical form. That dust within not [...]

Category Categories: Life Poems  |  Tag Tags:  |  Comments No comments

The past

Posted by Helen Howell on May 29, 2009

There’s a place in the middle of humankind that’s like a vortex of sorts and it holds the past with an iron fist not destined to ever erode. It’s clever and sly in it’s will to abide by the manufacturer’s guarantee but the fist doesn’t know the unbound power of one a force to be [...]

Category Categories: Life, Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: ,  |  Comments No comments

Upside down!

Posted by Helen Howell on May 15, 2009

When breathing in the breath of pain it’s like the mind turns upside down to catch the bit that’s left behind the rise of hot air agony. Upside down means not alright to view the future glow of light that hovers close, so very close, to absorb that agony and dissipate the impact on those [...]

Category Categories: Life, Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: , ,  |  Comments No comments

From out the deep

Posted by Helen Howell on May 8, 2009

From out the deep she rose to be not a mermaid from the sea but a woman of full faculty giving back what was received. Like a natural spring it bubbled and overflowed the banks of all that she believed was the better way to be and she knew in the equation a minus stood [...]

Category Categories: Life, Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: , ,  |  Comments No comments

Courage!

Posted by Helen Howell on April 30, 2009

So what is this courage that mostly lies fallow to suddenly rise and open the door when I heard not a knock, a tap nor a scrape on the solidness of normality? It let the wind in and the curtains drew back and the force of a choice whistled in and then out and I, [...]

Category Categories: Life Poems  |  Tag Tags: ,  |  Comments No comments