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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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I'm lost in the story of how it would be if the flames of passion rose internally and crept ever closer, nearer, and in that place where soul lies comatose. Would it awake frightened and run like one terrified of murder, mayhem, or arise as a maiden groomed ready to be escorted down isles of ecstasy? But passion must first get past the door where I stand on guard perhaps morbidly lighting candles and incense morn to midnight as if passion a demon of evil intent. Passion can kill, maim, and destroy the tiredness, fatigue, and weariness, and then of soul I know it would be an enemy of my settled state. It comes bearing pleas, arguments, more, but I will not, not ever, not ere, move from the door till passion bears love gift wrapped and addressed to the soul. And the soul today still lies comatose! Helen / 15 December 2010 |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
oh how my heart aches for you...There is some saying about loving as if you have never been hurt before. Life comes with no guarantees, just opportunities.  Lori |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, Lori. What you say is true so until whenever passion bears love the soul remains comatose but, you know, even guards get time off to revel in 'whatever'.  Helen |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
To be careful is a good thing You never know what the wind brings But if you never take a chance A sad waltz will be your last dance Loved your poetry / Just trying to checkmate it if possible. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
I only take a chance on a sure thing. How do I know it's a sure thing? Well, if the soul awakes and doesn't run then a woman is sure to know.Thanks for the read. Helen |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
No doubt that passion is a two-edged sword. One must be careful as to how it is presented. As always, a beautiful, powerful, and emotional read. Thank you for sharing. May your heart find it's passion. "We'll chase them like rats across the tundra." |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Helen, this is not a dress rehearsal. You only go around one time. You owe it to yourself to make the most of it. You don't want your last words to be, "I wish I had....". |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Helen I know the hurt and I know the gaurd up feeling. It's almost impossible to get past that gaurd but it will happen some day and you'll love every minute of it all as you become fresh and new with a different slant on life. Love this writing... "but I will not, not ever, not ere, move from the door till passion bears love gift wrapped and addressed to the soul." You got it, and it'll happen to you.... If in fact this really is about you which I believe it is judging from your other writings. Take care Eric |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks everyone for your comments. They are one and all most greatly appreciated. I can only write what I know and feel so, yes, it is in a sense about me but sometimes I'm left wondering - is it me or am I just "sensing"? Either way, I do hope my stories can find a place in hearts and minds. Love Helen |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Interesting that Helen just posted this on facebook.. “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” Mark Twain |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Dear Helen, You write so emotionally, sometimes there is a sense of uderlying defeat and overwhelming sadness, other times your poetry is powerful in it's presentation and context. But still my heart weeps for you, I can't help it, us women are sensitive sorts but first we are individuals in our own right, the events that shape our lives are personal. As a poet we are passionate, and you are all that. I pray that love will find it's way, and that you dare to believe in it and cease the moments so it doesn't pass you by. You don't need me to tell you life is a precious gift, and speaking from experience, we live out our days and care for it the only way we know how....this I know. Many many hugs to you, Lady Sunday~ |
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Novus_Os Member
since 2010-07-21
Posts 115West Coast, USA |
The context of this poem itself has a seemingly dream like quality. Don Quixote chased windmills, and only referring to my own experience,that can sometimes be our fears. Sometimes things we fear do happen however,and thus,trepidation is warranted. Well done, and well wishes. Regards, Novus_Os Life is meant to be enjoyed, not just endured. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you, Balladeer - Wise words indeed. Nothing ventured, nothing gained but sometimes the venturing needs to be tempered according to reality. It's a pity really. Bluesy - thank you, sweet one. We women ride a roller coaster. It takes a while to find our feet again but I write of the moments of life as and when they happen in the full knowledge that the one constant in life is change. Novus_Os - Thank you. It's just a question of balance I suppose. Helen |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
The soul ... comatose? No way, dearest Helen! It's just your perception of it, but I do strongly believe that the soul is always in top form and part of what we are and of what we do, but our mind can play tricks and alter our perception of the alignment to our divine essence. Great work as usual from you, introspective Poetess. Love, Margherita |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Hi, Margherita. You are, of course, right. Sometimes the soul leads where we don't want to go and makes us be what we don't want to be. I reckon it sleeps sometimes to gather its strength before the next burst of energy that propels and transforms in spite of resistance. Oh, and being an obedient servant I just write what it tells me to. Perhaps it's just a dance between the two of us - yes, the dance of love! Helen |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
... the dance of love... yes, I like this thought, dear Helen. |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
A dance of musing---that is how we are composed these days. A lovely poem you have written here. "Once bitten, twice shy" is sadness, but so many people have been ill-trained these days and cannot be trusted to not do unjust harm, that it is sometimes hard to get around it. |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, easy1. "Unjust harm" - I witness so much of that these days and it's painful for me to know that I can't fix it. To try is to sometimes end up the bad guy so all that happens is that I feel it. May you have a happy festive season. Helen |
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