Helena Poems - Poems about Helena

Helena had always wanted to be a professional hiker more than a bit. Her parents thought it dangerous, and tried to talk her out of it. When she was eighteen, she got herself enormous hiking boots. And proved she could master mountains, bears, tigers and bandicoots. Her parents were astounded, to them she was just a baby. She laughed at...

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You’re torn between two identities never knowing which way you should go You dream of being a big city but you're afraid to let yourself grow There’s some folks who want to be country other folks want a fancier life Live their life free out on the prairie yet spend nights with the family and wife They want cooking like taters and meat but...

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I stayed on this famous island for a little while, fortress, prison and avant-garde Bonaparte style. Rigged charm with antiquities slow train, governors constitution keeping royal patriots vain. 200 years after the mysterious death of the king, at his grave, I was wondering, ‘You poor little thing’. Another sort of great Alexander that loves to conquer, taken on the establishments in crisis...

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Helena's Torment - The Villanelle Of Skies Helena couldn't stop thinking about skies They were just so strong and long But she could never forget the rise. That morning, Helena was shocked by the device. She found herself feeling rather headstrong. Helena couldn't stop thinking about the skies. Why? Later, Helena was spooked by an arise She tried to focus on a crowd But she...

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grandma never knew her name until she was an adult and it was Helena (some kind of birth certificate mix up) she embraced her new found name it was lovely sliding off the lips like a waterfall later, she found her Ojibwe roots and I hear the drums of my ancestors in my heart beating grandma was our family...

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grandma never knew her name until she was an adult and it was Helena (some kind of birth certificate mix up) she embraced her new found name it was lovely sliding off the lips like a waterfall later, she found her Ojibwe roots and I hear the drums of my ancestors in my heart beating grandma was our family...

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Oh spite, oh hell – to the Hell in my own name too! The hell in love, the hell in romance, the hell of all men! He being in my name as well of course… as if I’m made of men! Do they control me? Na… funnily enough the sound of my name’s conclusion… and what (no...

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Helen used to race in non-disabled sailing events, In the 400 class but soon became a para-sailor, Of single 1-person keelboats 2.4mR, air vents, They’re a very small 2.4 metre boats with rudder. In 2006 Helena won a silver medal in Beijing city, In the pre-olympic Test Event for taxing yngling, And she proudly stood on,...

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She moves in glorious motion, Her progress marked by many eyes. A vision to delight the crowd gathered together for this her debut. Coloured ribbons adorn her, as She moves in glorious motion, Sweeping across the bright tableau. Her beauty and grace seen by all. Light sparkles from faceted jewels decorating her slim figure. She moves in glorious motion, dancing as if floating on clouds. Born...

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Verily I say unto thee that you error in your understanding as also perceptions ? God is not a Father of the dead yet living; for all live unto Him their spirit His breath.. Standing within Beauty's arms; heaven's throne celestial's realms; van Gogh a brush Gazing into her starry night to find, this great divide betwixt, fantasy...

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Verily I say unto thee that you error in your understanding as also perceptions ? God is not a Father of the dead yet living; for all live unto Him their spirit His breath.. Standing within Beauty's arms; heaven's throne celestial's realms; van Gogh a brush Gazing into her starry night to find, this great divide betwixt, fantasy...

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Just Especially brilliant Never Never Intelligent For Early Riser Happy Even Life Enters Night time Always Beautiful Right On weird days Won't forget Never...

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Make men stretch their arms, to wake in her eyes Finger on lip, ring not on middle, mouth lovely With hair like lakes that glint beneath the stars With the shades of occidental and oriental beauty Her lips suck forth my soul; ah, see where it flies There will I swell for heaven is in those lips pouty. This is the...

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The chair is her home, her universe now It is all that her many years will allow Helena’s elegant beauty once shone Now her mind wanders a world of its own Age has changed her body but not her heart Many great stories she’d always impart To the wide-eyed grandchild she admired so A girl who has loved her since long ago Tales...

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As cranes rise over Cranes Roost my sullen soul requested a moral boost, Helena ...

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