Posted by Helen Howell on August 25, 2010
When light shines forth upon the world and all in awe bow down there’ll be a fluttering of fear within the bowels of earth. She’s come to know, you see, the footsteps, sadness, tears, so long in residence upon the outskirts of her life. She’ll murmur softly, gently, and tremble slightly so unknowing that her [...]
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Posted by Helen Howell on August 2, 2010
I thought I caught it one day from that special river of soul where honesty forms a channel and truth a solid base. Lo and behold, an about-face and the choice for a time of the mighty sea until, as would happen, it became snared on the line of the world’s many lies. It landed [...]
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Posted by Helen Howell on July 29, 2010
The point of the matter a will-o’-the-wisp to disappear like dew in the day and take to the trails of fanciful schemes laid like a road towards definite goals. I left at seven suitably armed to restrain that point of the matter but it wiggled and squirmed out of my grasp and got lost in [...]
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Posted by Helen Howell on July 7, 2010
The pendulum unable to swing jumps hither/thither entwined with the strings of emotive vibes dangling free from the mental plane. Up/down/around like lightening in sky and joyous the crowds down below but suddenly a thunderous return shatters surface composure. And in the longing for a gentle swing detachment seeks to be known and as it [...]
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Posted by Helen Howell on June 26, 2010
The road of dreams twists and turns, climbs mountains then down again, and sometimes hugs with all its might the grand and glorious sea. There are no signs along the way to warn of humps and bumps or potholes that wait with evil intent or dead ends and circular routes. So I travel and travel [...]
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Posted by Helen Howell on June 11, 2010
Flags wave in the breeze and I wonder if they feel the air cruel and sinister around their happiness. It’s a movement from all sides not intended ere to be but it forces a crossover from the upright and determined to a wayward vagabond. Unable to remain at peace that vagabond is me manoeuvred like [...]
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Posted by Helen Howell on April 24, 2010
Drum rolls play upon the mind and this is not a sheer disgrace for one who moves according to the rhythms of denial. Denial is fast and circles one within the sphere of catchy beats that tap the feet, hands, fingers, mind, deep into thinking this is right. But soon and sooner than is thought [...]
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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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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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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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