I woke up with a heavy heartWhen did Hope visit me last?I extricated my vision from deep snowto see vulture clouds hovering above When did Hope visit me last?When did I look at the baby smileto see vulture clouds hovering above dissipate with a sigh in the last mile When did I look at the baby … Continue reading When did Hope visit me last?
one step forward, two steps backwardtill I know not where to golost map, broken compass, yet ....the needle keeps me going till I know not where to govision obscured by wallsthe needle keeps me goingtakes me somewhere, where I need to be vision obscured by wallsa pointer to destinytakes me somewhere, where I need to … Continue reading One step forward, two ….
I’m seen as strong but being blamed emotionally abused for being myself breaks me silently I am wilful I am defiant it has been induced by the battles I fought to just be myself Incompatibility is not criminal you are to be blamed as much as I for being different Forgiveness happens … Continue reading Recurring deposits
Those rare moments when my inner light flickers make me see darkness in a new light as real as all opposites Hope will not be happy unless one has experienced hopelessness life will not hold the same zest without an unknown expiry date Planning skills are built on a platform of chaos … Continue reading Superimposed structures
soul wonders how did I reach here conscious alive with a cape and torch? Death – not as dark as it seems Fear created -indoctrination to prevent ignorance assuming power. I like the transition Someone waits mysteries galore beautiful awaited I know I’ll reach there formless, exposed- but who cares? https://helenevaillant.com/2019/02/26/10678/
calcified remains of stories I wrote and lived aeons ago thought energy reverberating in the universe but transformed how do I connect different threads to weave a whole fabric of soul existence? my fragments are what I know let these define me till redefinition occurs
Privilege a honor bestowed possible only by differentiation from scattered bits of my whole Body parts do not look the same can I choose brain or heart from vital parts - Different colors of the soul?
coming out of shells took forever remnants of the struggle imprinted on my existence memories - like a sharp stab in the heart of will power pull me back till an inner light shines my bowl is full, footsteps firm I eye the mountain peaks to be scaled - and march on with renewed vigor
Grey clouds gather on the sky to say all is not well on Valentine’s Day rays of lost dreams wink at me I see a giant with feet of clay. A hand to hold is not a tough wall it has faltering feet, and a place to fall my smallness made it look so big … Continue reading Feet of clay
repressed ‘better half’ of the human race breaks free of the irony finds a voice fights back unafraid of calling out who objectified her pricking the bubbles of the power-intoxicated bringing them down to earth with an unexpected thud. It was not an earthquake that kills people but … the lava will burn uncontrolled … Continue reading Volcanoes that burst
