Long Helene Poems

War and Peace: That Midst Nations And Nationals

War and Peace, a classical fiction by Leo Tolstoy, first published as Voyna I Mir in 1865–69. This picturesque reflection of early 19th-century Russian culture saw as its...

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Look no further than the nose on your face...

for Mutualism among Homo sapiens
long thought to be a pipe dream
case in point sited by a couple of recent
purportedly natural events possibly
exacerbated courtesy global warming
namely present conflagrations
include...

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Into the Sturm und Drang fueled maelstrom

Otherwise titled – my poetic impressions of Helene

All la names bespeaking deity froom
Noah Mo' Room India Arc
of Covenant to crypt tick Blood
(sweat and tears) 
of San Gennaro devout wowed,
and/or...

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Shouting, over the sounds of rain, feelings
more commanding than the season’s pain
erasing the hope from hearts, but who’s to blame
for the night’s lure in pieces of yesterdays
wondering, unclear which prayer to plead
will the season tell...

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We are hunkered down again 
as we watch the land cry 
evacuation gathering medication 
pets helping others as neighbors 
become first responders helping 
others checking on elderly residents 
rather Charlie Lisa Francis Hugo 
dean Katrina...

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According to a very close and informed personal friend of mine:

"The taxpayers of the United States are currently support 25 million illegal immigrants,
(that the Biden/Harris's administration has let into the United States.)  Meaning that...

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Color me white like the color of the wall
Color me white to be seen by all
Color me white to stand tall

The patches of black all over me 
The dark spots that all can see
Are my...

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Courage is not having the strength to go on; it is going on when you don’t have the strength. –Theodore Roosevelt (1858-1919), 26th President of the United States

A year of heartbreak, soundless as the stars
who...

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While my heart beats, rhythms of gentle
Silent, yet burning, beneath these Blue Ridges,
An ache, a pain, a troubled heart, wandering
In the last moments of a thought, just before sunrise,
Helene, the storm who raged through my...

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I don’t feel strong – my soul, it grieves
I don’t feel wise – my spirit sighs, then weeps
I don’t feel sure – my heart cries out
I don’t feel resilient – my life is but a...

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Late to the party we arrived at seven
At least we showed up before eleven
Sweet Ginette, joined us both at the door
A bottle in my hand ready to pour

Off to the kitchen to see the Birthday...

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Some lost their lights, the brilliance
	Electricity, burning through the night
		Inviting, inspiring, igniting our lives.

Some lost their water, the gentle flow
	Source of hope and wonder, graceful
		Moving over the spirit, sweet fulfillment.

Some lost their ability to communicate
	Cell...

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Buckets of rain, boisterous as thunder, wrecked September’s farewell, flooding the mountains, the hills, the rivers and creeks. Wild and livid, coloring the air in streaming tears, erasing the faintest feel of a hopeful prayer....

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It did not cost a fortune 
and gave her so much joy
I sent a book 
to a lovely friend 
‘twas second hand
though good as new
   
I love the odour 
   ...

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                 My Mother-In-Law

Her last years, were on the Internet spent.
Loving chatrooms and then...Mother found a poetry site.
Heavens! How excited...

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Tears keep falling, 
My feelings, sprawling
The linemen, their calling…

Winds were still blowing,
My heart and soul, knowing,
Despite the storm, there’s flowing…

Love beyond what I can conceive,
Love that comforts those who grieve,
Love that lasts so I believe…

Each...

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I walk along the river bank
to where my family home once stood
There's nothing here but mud and rock 
and memories from childhood
 
It wasn't time that wore it down 
but water on one fateful day
Helene...

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remember, the scent of hope
after the storm, the hurricane
who blew in rains, shaming earth
so the still floods raged around us,
flowing rivers to cover us in pain.

remember, the still morning after
when time stood, quietly reflecting
the night...

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We’ve seen time and time again the horrible consequences
when Mother Nature turns her wrath upon our nation….
Like when the high tides, the winds and the rains of Hurricane Helene
left in her wake a path of...

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She lost her home
She lost her ‘stuff’
She lost heart – but was still tough.

When all was said and done,
She reached out to the Son -
She knew some tears and fears
But love would sing into her...

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this world, connected by signals
cell phones, towers impregnated by vibrations
mild colors, flames rising from the hopes
hues stolen by the edges of a heart,
who hears the wind in the trees, the struggle
the need of raindrops, poignant...

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Stepped out on the deck as rain begins, Wind.
This is NOT a Summer storm with rainbow peaks.
Sans rescindment, the tip of the iceberg is here.
Leaves tickled by playful drops, flirtation of petting.

A smattering of autumn’s...

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Walking downtown streets of Asheville 
I could hear drums in the white wind
Despite being deserted I feel a thrill
Of creative energy hoping to thrive again

The shops full of unique crafts and goods
With store workers seemingly...

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So many women,
Lost to time.

Mileva Maric,
Helene Kaufler-Savic,
Chien-Shiung Wu.

In a world of men,
Their lights in shadow,
We’ve left their memory to fade away.

The pedestal they deserve
We gave away.
Away to men who were so very wrong,
To men who...

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Had a meeting today with Helene King,
She mentioned a very significant thing.
Her talk was about the world today,
The world today, in such disarray.
Nations vie nations, brothers vie brothers,
Is it culture or wealth, or coveting others?
Why...

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