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What is Helium

About me - Just another writer

A strange and vague concept
this thing we call "self"
Does it really exist?
and if so, where?

No other person on this Earth
sees us as we see our "selves"
To everyone else
we are a conglomeration
of visualisations, responses
to their own experiences of life
pieced

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Intimate: 4 of 66
Riding the storm I found a place to lay my head then curled up on that warm firm bed A wave rose up to brush my skin I couldn't help but let it in An overwhelming surge took me from calm waters to raging sea I grasped and climbed 'til soaked right through while riding high on strength anew The storm unleashed its greatness t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Long distance relationships: 4 of 66
It doesn't matter where I play or what I do throughout the day and late at night tucked up in bed my heart's ten thousand miles away across an ocean far too wide with mountains stacked on either side where sunlight shines while I'm asleep forbidding time to coincide I've turned my whole self inside out I've pushed and shoved... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Out West: 5 of 80
I roam a peaceful country lane in quiet solitude absorbed in natures calm refrain and steady fortitude It's here between wide open plains and clear far reaching sky where life's relaxing pace sustains the ideals I live by Out West on rich and fertile soil my home will always be and on this land my hands will toil ever conten... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Without love: 3 of 48
Who needs love anyway? It's not like love's important in the whole great scheme of things Who really needs the closeness or happiness it brings? I certainly don't want to be caught up in romance I'd run a mile before I gave that kind of love a chance To have a warm and caring hand to hold when times get rough would be a blea... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Horseback riding: 1 of 16
A gentle breeze a quiet walk along our favourite tracks Two friends enjoying social talk astride our horses' backs Through open field and narrow pass contentedly we wander All tensions fall away out here just nature's gifts to ponder A quicker pace we're warming up our mounts are keen to trot With spring in every step we hea... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Difficult people: 8 of 126
You'll find them almost everywhere you go the ones who seem to constantly annoy who'll take away your sense of peace and joy replacing it with anger, dread and woe They niggle at you 'til you overflow with strong emotions that reflect their own regardless of the tolerance you've shown their thoughtlessness will cause your an... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Right here, waiting: 3 of 45
Patiently, almost... Somewhere on a distant horizon drenched in vibrant hues a future lazily rises from the mosaic sweep of present views Within its broad, far reaching arms it cradles all my dreams like an artist's pallet loaded with tomorrow's colour schemes I want to paint them all at once those portraits in my mind and l... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: After the storm: 1 of 15
Romancing the hurricane... Stillness now surrounds my windswept heart A quiet calm prevails where you once blew Within its depths a thread links to the start from here to where our journey was brand new It weaves and twists and swirls in disarray holding all the memories together The hurricane that carried us away bound in s... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Confusion: 9 of 132
Confounded confusion... Ambiguous entities hung on a breeze sweep through the forest colliding with trees knowing not where, when or how they will twist nor what lies waiting beyond yonder mist Quickening, swirling as one with the haze no fixed direction, no right or wrong ways split into two at each fork on the track blind ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Return to freedom: 1 of 14
Woodstock - 40 years on... High on freedom's shoulders breathing revolution's air a disillusioned generation stripped its spirit bare Amidst the background noise of hatred's war torn battleground an overwhelming unrelenting cry for peace was found The gathering of quiet whispers grew into one voice united in its stand agains... More..