Dan Helppi Poet Imagism

Baby

Baby I hold you above
the cold August Wind
with the sweetest songs I can sing.

Keep them in a Pot
Locke d 
against all natural sin

The eyes of free men
search for it still
though  

no one can smile
into the eyes of an infant
and imagine evil residing there.

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Verlena S. Walker October 27, 2014 at 12:59 PM Such truth Dan with insightful intelligence. Enjoyed... Verlena Dan Helppi October 27, 2014 at 3:46 PM Thanks Verlena

Mama Bear October 25, 2014 at 9:03 PM Babies are our gift from God and they are indeed innocent. Brilliant Blessings Edith Dan Helppi October 26, 2014 at 11:40 AM Thanks Edith, You are sweet and true!

Dave Timperley October 25, 2014 at 9:01 AM Innocence we are all born with, the rest we learn from life itself. Good or bad the choice is ours. Nice write Dan. God Bless. D. Dan Helppi October 25, 2014 at 9:15 AM Exactly! Thank you Dave.

Richard Lamoureux October 25, 2014 at 8:59 AM And yet it exists within all of us. This is an intelligent write. Dan Helppi October 25, 2014 at 9:18 AM Yes, it does. Thanks for your kind words.

Faye Gibson October 24, 2014 at 7:09 PM Lovely, Dan; I wish the innocence could remain. Welcome to the soup and thank you for your nice visit. Dan Helppi October 25, 2014 at 9:17 AM It does stay in small pieces, it is diluted by life. Thanks for the welcome Faye.

Eve Roper October 24, 2014 at 5:09 PM Innocent babies our so beautiful little children of the Lord. :) eve Dan Helppi October 24, 2014 at 6:53 PM Yes Eve, I do believe babies are purely innocent and this is the heart of this poem. Thanks for reading and saying such nice things!

Charmaine Chircop October 23, 2014 at 3:09 PM So very sweet this is!Welcome to ps: )Charma Dan Helppi October 23, 2014 at 5:41 PM Thank you for the welcome and kind words!

Darlene Gifford October 23, 2014 at 3:01 PM There is nothing like the sweet innocence of a baby. Thanks for reading my Thoreau poem. Blessings, Darlene Dan Helppi October 23, 2014 at 5:40 PM It was a pleasure reading your poems.

Anne-Lise Andresen October 23, 2014 at 1:46 PM - A great poem, Dan - To meet a child in their eyes is more than a meeting a beautiful spring - There is nothing in life that have a higher value than the children - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Dan Helppi October 23, 2014 at 2:21 PM Thank you for the kind words, you are true regarding the value of children, and in these I am very rich!

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser October 22, 2014 at 9:42 PM :( this tragic.... deep write.. like the august winds.. :) Dan Helppi October 22, 2014 at 9:50 PM No tragedy-just nature versus nurture, August Weissman and John Locke. Thanks for reading!

Muhammad Safa Thajudeen October 22, 2014 at 12:00 AM Cute,Baby.Thank you. Dan Helppi October 22, 2014 at 12:02 AM Your welcome kind sir!