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What is Helium

About me - Just another writer

If you're looking for perfection
please don't look my way
I'd let you down again and again
with faults I may display

You see I have a tendency
to make mistakes at times
My less than perfect history
knows plenty of those crimes

But there's no need to pity me
or try

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Music: 1 of 152
The Composer... An intricate arrangement composed of the highest of high notes and lowest of lows with a melody loosely entangled to mingle and frolic where tempos transpose A symphonic emphatic exquisitely off beat concoction of instrumentation casually harmonized frequently improvised randomly altered by pure inspiration Tu... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Facing life: 2 of 157
Suddenly the road narrows forcing me to confront the possibility I have traveled too far in the wrong direction Yet this meandering along a less familiar path suits my nature I must flow where earth's everchanging landscape takes me In all truthfulness the pimping ideals of a society lost in its own grandeur become irrelevant... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Motherhood: 1 of 52
Bloated like a gas balloonnauseous from dawn 'til noonprone to unexpected tearsjoyous laughter, hidden fearsPangs and twinges, its begunbroken waters freely runheaving breath, gripping tightrelax, now push with all your mightListen for that little cryrelief, exhaustion, let out a sightiny bundle held to chestmelting moment, t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Wild & free: 3 of 151
Oh to ride a wild mareacross an open plainto feel the wind rush through my hairto run without restrainOh to be the wind carnateand stir a raging stormto cause the ocean to inflateto have strength to transformOh to be a swelling seato chop and change at willa tidal wave when it suits methen calm, quiet and stillImagination tak... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Circle of life: 1 of 47
Birds and Bees A little flower opened wide and gazed across the countryside towards a handsome stand of trees alive with busy buzzing bees She watched the bees buzz here and there transporting pollen through the air from bloom to bloom they flew their loads depositing to new abodes The flower wondered now if she would someday... More..
Celebrations & Holidays > Mother's Day & Father's Day Why the best Father's Day gifts aren't the most expensive: 1 of 44
Over the years, consumers have increasingly been urged to buy into the "bigger is better" approach to gift giving. These clever marketing strategies are employed purely and simply to line the pockets of retailers, and in no way reflect the true spirit of giving. Father's Day is all about showing dad just how much he is loved ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The moon: 4 of 174
Receptive moon... Blissfully fulfilled enraptured, they swoon complete in their celestial love affair creative sun, receptive moon Her body glows in his presence receiving his gift of light with grace He shines on her, enchanted by the soft reflection in her face She delights in the fluid subtleties his masterful eye captures... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Handle with care: 3 of 126
To my dearest friendI wanted to give you something speciala gift you would treasure through the yearsa memento of the time we've spent togethersharing in each others happiness and tearsIt's not brand new, it doesn't even come closein fact it's showing signs of wear and tearbut I think you'll find they add to it's characterit ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Drowning: 1 of 32
A cry for help... I've come to ask a favor as I slowly fall apart Could someone please advise me on matters of the heart I fell in love some time ago with someone I've not met and now each lonely day I'm bound to this damned internet I know that if I stay here I may be bound forever waiting for him to be ready and there's a c... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Internet relationships: 1 of 31
Between us oceans, treacherously deepbefore us mountains, perilously steepunbridled passion tamed by crashing wavesignited spark withheld from fuel it cravesConnecting us, an interwoven websustaining us, these words that flow and ebba bond formed on the strength of common groundan intimate exchange so rarely foundBy day and n... More..