Sunday, 8 February 2015

Reader, she married him.


Reader, She Married Him
By Helen Barter

Ignore that remnant of the past, 
screaming from the roof, and
walking the corridors after dark.
Did she leave because he lied?

What if he had told her?

Would they simply have pined
for that which they could not have?
Lived a life frustrated.
Screaming in unison with 
the anguished soul of another?
She would not accept
the remainder of him.

What if he had asked her?
Turn a blind eye to attic-bound death 
in exchange for sight and freedom?
What if he had asked her that?

Was that punishment for his lies
or absolution for his sins?
Reader, she married him.
The burnt and beautiful remains of him.
Not the remainder.



Wednesday, 21 January 2015

Regret

Regret
By Helen Barter

Out, damned spot! out, I say!
Here's the mark of regret still:  
All the lasers of Harley Street
Will not sweeten this misjudgement.
I must bear the scar.
What's done cannot be undone .....

Thursday, 15 January 2015

1970's Mere

1970's Mere
by Helen Barter

And there we were
you and me, in a beautiful pea-green 
paddle boat.
Bright red handles of
innocence turning 
water 
churning 
as
bare knee brushes bare knee
and the sun shines.

Thursday, 8 January 2015

Edison's Elephant


Edison's Elephant
By Helen Barter

All the fun of the fair.
Smile for the camera.
Smile damn you, smile.
Smile as the foetid smoke rises
from between your toes.
Smile as you fall; darkly.
Rigor mortis
stiffens my resolve
as well as your tortured body.




Tuesday, 23 December 2014

Tess

Tess
by Helen Barter

Memories of reading Hardy; 
obsessional Fairytale hunting -
Ignoring the text.
The only word to register is 
lovemaking.
Angel is not mine.
By the hairs on my chinny chin chin, 
I will not let you in.
Tears fall onto tombstones
as the christmas bell tolls.

Monday, 24 November 2014

Tussle

Tussle
by Helen Barter

I want nights of tussle.
Fighting over the duvet for warmth.
Generating heat.

I want days of tussle.
Fighting over thoughts and ideas.
Igniting flames.

I want evenings of tussle.
Using reignited flames to light
independent candles of ...
Life.

But we can't always have
what we want.

Tuesday, 11 November 2014

Luggage Labels

The "Windowful of Pockets" needs an extra frame and labels in the pockets to write the names for the running order. Felix, the editor of "Pocketful of Windows" likes it!! I am so pleased!