Author Archives: Helen

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About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.

Identity

Posted on September 6, 2018 by Helen

I’ve heard that in ancient times identity counted for something. Drones in the hive sometimes speak of it, the concept of individual thought or action, not aligned to the collective goal. It sounds a quaint concept at times, like an … Continue reading →

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Eye

Posted on August 30, 2018 by Helen

What do I spy With my little eye? The food on my table The day that you die What do I see Running from me? A sheer delicacy Waiting to flee Reptilian cold I am so old Your fortune told … Continue reading →

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We Didn’t Notice

Posted on August 23, 2018 by Helen

We didn’t notice When things got real We’d forgotten truth Or how to feel Just watching movies on An endless reel I heard them laugh Though little knew It wasn’t a movie They came leaking through And by that time … Continue reading →

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Magic

Posted on August 16, 2018 by Helen

Do you believe in magic? My mother did. I think she practised it. She never admitted as such, but I knew about her books. She kept them with candles and incense and other things I didn’t recognise – and probably … Continue reading →

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Train

Posted on August 9, 2018 by Helen

When I was young my father once took me to see an old train which was kept as a kind of historic relic at the train yard. In those days that sort of trip was exciting, because my father was … Continue reading →

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Family

Posted on August 2, 2018 by Helen

Keep it in the family Headstones lined up One, two, three It’s a perfect dynasty Worthy of our pedigree And I think that you’ll agree Artistic in its symmetry Just our little family Buried for eternity Lined up here where … Continue reading →

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Televised

Posted on July 26, 2018 by Helen

The revolution was televised in the end, so the song was wrong about that. Songs are often wrong, if you think about it. Probably only so much wisdom you can shoe-horn into three or four verses and a chorus. Anyway … Continue reading →

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Old Sparky

Posted on July 19, 2018 by Helen

Old Sparky’s been waiting for you, yes he has! He’s patient you know. Over time he always gets his food. There’s no escape. Though I wager you are trying still. All the money ran out for fancy lawyers, and now … Continue reading →

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Daddy

Posted on July 12, 2018 by Helen

Don’t run away sweet daddy dear I’ve been so patient standing here To me a day, to you a year And I’ll be waiting yet I fear Daddy let me near You say I died so long ago But I … Continue reading →

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Scream

Posted on July 5, 2018 by Helen

I hear you scream still In my fevered dream Cloth cannot dull the tones So harsh that claw within A guilty mind For this is what I find I hear the guttural cry You uttered as you died The shroud … Continue reading →

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