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Liz Helliwell

Spreading my wings

Category: Poems (page 3)

Thanks But No Thanks (it isn’t that easy)

“Well I’d just leave.” What, as easy as that? You mean you’d just go at the drop of a hat?…

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30 Aug 2016 Comments: 2

Mirroring

Evil is the mirroring smile the frog prince. Evil is the stifling embrace his sweat dripping on your face. Evil…

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27 Aug 2016 Comments: 0

New Growth

She thinks she is like a lily. She looks strong and straight, fresh and bold, strongly scented – not to…

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13 Aug 2016 Comments: 0

Inches

Give you an inch you take a mile, no wonder I lost my famous smile. Your motto is “treat them…

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24 Jul 2016 Comments: 0

Love from Above

Is it selfish to want to be you, to just be yourself in all that you do? Is it selfish…

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2 Jun 2016 Comments: 0

Today

Today I packed your shame into a parcel, neat and tidy but no ribbon – no colourful ribbon for you,…

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4 Mar 2016 Comments: 0

Colours

This is a poem that I wrote last June at a retreat in Crete (above). I discarded as throw-away writing.…

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4 Mar 2016 Comments: 0

Bricks and Mortar

I wrote this after reading “A House We Can Never Find” by Kapka Kassabova: BRICKS AND MORTAR Just bricks and…

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2 Mar 2016 Comments: 0

Life’s rich tapestry

This is my response to the Robert Frost poem which I blogged about yesterday: PATHS (LIFE’S RICH TAPESTRY) You think…

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24 Feb 2016 Comments: 0
pipes

Clouds (Dementia Daze)

A quart of milk, brown bread, paper. So he goes to the garage. He lights his pipe, and forgets. And…

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17 Feb 2016 Comments: 0

Mash ups

Last week I took a deep breath and attended a new writing group. This is what is called pushing your…

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26 Jan 2016 Comments: 0

The Evil Stepmum

I am the evil stepmum in this wicked house of sin; the girls they won’t come near here when they…

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8 Oct 2015 Comments: 0

Lilies

I remembered how lilies grow today from a tuber to a bold green stem with the promise of flowers on…

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20 Jan 2015 Comments: 0

Let me rest

Take me to your safe place and let me rest awhile Let the strength of your arms shelter me from…

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8 Jan 2015 Comments: 0
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