Turning the table

Posted by Helen Howell on November 26, 2009

Sometimes there comes a day when one thinks to turn the table and dine on the other side of life as it seems to be. And then there are other days when all of this life holds sway and the dished up fare though grandiose holds no appeal for the hungry. It’s an evil plot [...]

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Ordinary love

Posted by Helen Howell on August 16, 2009

Not yet but soon to be a prince the one who dubbed his mother “queen” and served her with the humbleness of ordinary love. It is and always has been the core of ordinary that begets a wave unleashed upon the population because one of all and everything divides, divides, divides, and then multiplies to [...]

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The tree man and the witch

Posted by Helen Howell on August 11, 2009

So the tree man and the witch cuddled up in bubble wrap safe and sound cocooned within a world meant just for two. Sadly so the time will come when hands of flesh and bone will destroy their paradise and place them in a strange place cold apart alone. They will move according to the [...]

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Love

Posted by Helen Howell on June 10, 2009

Love is unable and cannot, will not, bind man to land for eternity but rather allows a soul to evolve beyond the confines of human existence. Immortality is the promise of love, pretenders will not be granted entry, but how do we qualify, what must we do, to receive and enjoy such a wonderful gift? [...]

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The Perimeter

Posted by Helen Howell on May 23, 2009

A sadness o’er lays the glory of days and nights become darker than dark in the knowing that love’s energy remains confined and restricted to only the perimeter of skin, fat, muscle, bone. It cannot creep in to the mind of men or into the heart of women unless its presence is made known in [...]

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Extraordinary bliss

Posted by Helen Howell on April 30, 2009

In a moment of sheer and extraordinary bliss I like to think the world doesn’t exist but the world is a constant; it never is not and bliss fades into obscurity. Hunched and bunched like the defeated it haunts on all fours the chambers of mind and gains sustenance from imaginative feasts placed on a [...]

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The clouds

Posted by Helen Howell on April 9, 2009

Formerly and prior to the eventful clouds of forgetfulness o’er laid the land. Oh, happy, happy, happy days when unto men and women came nimbus, stratus, cumulus, as rulers of our kingdom and dictators of our truth. But time in its own time and in the manner of a despot chases all the clouds away [...]

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The weave!

Posted by Helen Howell on April 8, 2009

‘tis not a spider web but the weave of one bemused that twists and turns, overlaps, and tucks the corners in to ensure a neat conformity and unruffled approach to the nudge and prod of love that demands acknowledgement. No wind or rain dislodges same or hail dent the façade for the weave of mind [...]

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Not a sunset

Posted by Helen Howell on April 4, 2009

Not a sunset but a fire with the devil’s eyes searing through the landscape of inherent nature and the turn from this to that a complete and utter disregard for the beautiful. And we were beautiful before the heat of fear and before the breathing in of smoke ridden atmospheres but now to ash the [...]

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Visions

Posted by Helen Howell on March 22, 2009

I had a vision one moment in time and then for more moments forgot that time but time circles round and I’m back again in the vision I had that one moment in time. But that vision now in this moment of time a fraudulent means of enlivening mind and is but a rock on [...]

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