Helen

Helen Feb 2014

Your chances are, your chances are...

Chances are the forecast -
is mistaken.

Rain is inevitable.
Down and bound
to arrive, sourced from
a cloudless sky

Chances are the forecast -
is mistaken.

Death is inevitable.
Down and bound
to arrive.
After one last
cloudless breath
taken, no more.

chances are... I forecast that I would not be here if not for you, breathing in my ear, holding the umbrella over my bowed head as you get wet from a cloudless sky... what a guy ;)
'chances are' is a poem written by Nat Lipstadt... if you don't know him yet, get to know him better here: http://hellopoetry.com/nat-lipstadt/ send him just a little part of you, your scraps, your off cuts and he can turn it into gourmet stew, and you'll think you are eating at a 5 star restaurant... but most of all, he took a part of me that is my heart, I'm grateful he's looking after it...

Helen Feb 2014

Body Talk

My mind stopped talking to me
about 6 weeks ago
So out of sheer loneliness
(and a little curiosity)
I started talking to my big toe

“Hey me old mate, how ya been?”

“Don’t old mate me
I haven’t seen you since
I don’t know when.
Oh, that’s right!
it was about the time
your big fat gut moved in!”

“Sorry I haven’t been around…”

“You’ve been ‘round alright
it’s actually a shape you wear well
but what do I know?
I’m kept in the dark most of the time
by the way, your shoes really smell!”

“But…”

“Oh No you didn’t
just bring **** into it
I know for a fact
they are just as mad at you,
and feeling the rejection
So is calf and knee and
elbow and poor little Pinkie toe too!
You no longer bother to have me rubbed
The only attention I get
is when you have me stubbed”

That was about when I stopped
talking to my big toe
It when on and on and on
Whinge, *****, whine!
Now I’m just lonely again
sigh
I really miss my mind

Helen Feb 2014

Just had my Poetry turned into a book

Printed a couple of poems
onto crisp white pages
My daughter coloured pictures
around words that took ages
Hole punched the left hand side
with Pink wool it is tied

Written and illustrated
by Helen and Chelsea

It's my greatest achievement to date
(beside my daughter, you see)

note, tongue in cheek :) I actually do have 1 book of Poetry, it even has its own ISBN except, there is only one copy in existence, it sits on my husbands bedside table and he guards it zealously :)

Helen Feb 2014

stop immortalising the footnotes of life

To all the ungrateful ******
that felt me up on the back seat
in some unknown parking lot
because you wouldn't spring
for a real date
Perhaps your waiting for me
to bled my angst onto this page
Pffft
Don't wait!
If you've decimated me
into tiny parts
where slot A no longer fits
for your tiny part B
you don't deserve to be carried,
vaunted upon a poetic chaise
it's a pathetic waste
of my Joie de vivre
I can't read another word
of You were my one and only
until you left me
so I'm just going to keep
writing about
how good I was for him
and how he doesn't deserve me
Because He doesn't care!
He's down and *****
on the back seat
in another unknown parking lot
with another faceless name
for him, it's freaking hot
So stop spilling your life's blood
upon an empty page
Pick up, move on
Discover life after ungrateful ******
Write something that will live longer
than just your age

Helen Feb 2014

Conversations of a Tortured Mind

I am worthy, of the air I breathe, of living in the sun
I am worthless, an oxygen thief, my life should not have begun

I stand proud, I stand tall, I deserve a joyful life
I will bow to all that’s worthless; I’ll revel in the strife

I have strength of character; I can rise above all of that
I am weak, I have no worth, I have the morals of an alley cat

I will find joy in a life where unhappiness tries to remain
I will **** the joy as I call forth the darkness to stake its claim

I can not allow my other half to drag me unconscious to my demise
I can make sure you don’t feel a thing; you must die so I can arise

I will continue to say three words that will make you go away
I will continue to be deaf to you in order for me to stay

I Love Me. I Love Me. I Love Me. I Love Me
NO NO NO, STOP…… your killing me!

Go On… Say it
NO
SAY IT
noooo...

I Love Me
I Love Me

I thought so!

Helen Feb 2014

Let Me Spell it Out for You (acrostic)

Silver linings are just a cover up
Crocodile tears are all you had
Red as the blood I tried to spill
Every time things got too bad
Why did you carve up my heart?

You never thought I would fight back
Outside you're all sunshine and light
Underneath your braggart heart is black

Helen Feb 2014

things to avoid when you have been drinking

Playing strip poker
for money
Being naked and busted
is just NOT funny

A moonlight stroll
when your ready for bed
For those that don't wear pj's
Enough said

Playing Musical Chairs
using only stools
is for people with equilibrium
but funny as Hell for drunken fools

DIY Home Salon
Hair Coloring
Purple with Orange Highlights
clash with pretty much everything

Frying a meal
when your ready to retire
Again, sans pj's
your literally playing with fire

Body Waxing
ANYWHERE
especially
... down there ;-)