Helen Howell resides in Bedfordview, South Africa. Her journey into the world of writing began in the year 2000 and the insights, thoughts, and feelings presented to you here are those of an ordinary woman who feels that she has been privileged to touch on the outline of life’s true meaning.
That touch is displayed here for readers to determine according to individual and personal perceptions.
If you would like to contact Helen you can email her at helen@dreamtimepoetry.com
Here amidst the certainty of life’s amazing grace there lives a species known as man and that species known for fickleness sways like leaves on trees in the breeze of inconsistency. Seemingly unable to grab and hold the wind and remain as meant to be that species known as man contorts the mind, dismisses heart, [...]
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It’s life that gathers moss and “stuff” and packs it all in plastic bags not sure if now’s the time or not to throw it all away. They sit in cupboards, nooks, crannies, and cause the overflow of past to crowd and suffocate the new like demons that askew the mind. And it takes a [...]
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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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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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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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Some days she forgets where the palette is kept and when she remembers the paints are missing and she wanders the halls lost and bereft like a stranger in love’s diocese. No one knows, you see, what to expect in that place where “life” cannot intrude and trespass beyond the boundaries imposed by personal and [...]
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When the line is unbroken between heart and eyes there’s no getting away from a simple cry but a cry’s not simple; it’s a spiked cocktail where inputted love fights conditioning. The fight rages for a second or more like sea as it pounds on immovable rocks until the waves rise, up, higher up, and [...]
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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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It was a breath scanning many years before the exhale and this breath a hurricane that mingled truth with untruth until so well entwined they became as one. It is this “one” that haunts a mind now that the breathing’s done and it’s known to be the ghost of past that will not lie down [...]
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Shattered by a thunderous clap the sound of silence crumbles into the deep and distant past there to join with memories around a cold grave stone. Head bowed it stands as one unloved and wet because the rain must fall today, this day, when mourners pray in sad and sombre release. There is no happy [...]
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Helen's enlightened journey is now available in her five published poetry books:
Beneath The Ordinary
Simply Love
In Africa, South Africa
Moments
Dream Woman
Dreamtime Poetry was voted one of the top 40 poetry blogs by 'Guide to Art Schools'
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