Helen Gaudin
Helen Gaudin Poems
Silence makes the loudest sound
It presses heavily on my eardrum
Inside and out
A soundless barrier echoes
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Scintillation dancing
On the edge of vision
Brilliantine curling
Swirling in twisting motion
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Outside the busy world clatters, chatters and rattles on
Sounds of vehicles rushing by
The constant electronic hum, just below hearing, felt in the bone
The minutiae of other lives seeping into you through waves of sound
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A slow and gentle awakening
As fragrant steam softy rises
Gently touching my face
In amber liquid endless reflections
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In the garden
The winds chime frantically dances
As the haupitonga blusters through
A south easterly wind
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From the sou- west Tonga-ma-uru danced in
Bringing the sea's coolth in his train
Curling around me like a friendly cat
He wound his way into my aura
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Fractals and spirals
Trap the eye and ensnare the mind
Taking us in and down
Descending
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My brother the mountain
My brother the guardian
My brother, watches over me
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Rain reflections in red, and white and green
Webs of light dancing across the grey
In flares and sparkles and flashes
Refracted in the water droplet on my glasses
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So many smiles begin with you
The bridge that crosses distance
The light that bathes another's soul
The door that invites connection
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The brazen sun beat down in waves,
Slow and deep and heavy
The weight of sunlight pressed.
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Our Mother sings an earth song
She sings into being the web of life
The sound of her song spirals down into our souls
Her music winds itself around each beating heart
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In becoming who you are
Do not hide the fire in your soul under a mantle of smallness
You have been forever, eternal
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Touching the edge of night
My wings flamed in the dying sun
The world could no longer hold me
I sprang into the air
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At the land's end the sea rolls up to the sky
Warm colours flow together
Like butterflies into heaven
Leading day joyously into night
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Body waking to the bright morning
Quiet mind, thoughts stilled
From depths softness arises
The taste of earth, rich, deep and secret
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Bone pressured as in a vice
Pushing forward defining shape
Sculptured in pain
Lines of fire arching outwards
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Green; dripping
Grey; lowering
Damp; rising
A world of drenched green
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Helen Gaudin Biography
As a child, I remember sitting in the back yard with a lined A4 School Exercise book and pencil and telling my father I was going to be a writer when I grew up as I frantically scribbled down ideas that danced in my head. I remembered the all the stories I read and retold them to my younger sisters. Over the years I drifted away and then back to putting my thoughts into words. The dance between my imagination and the actual process of writing wax and waned as the demands of daily life pulled me in different directions. Over the last few years I have once again returned to laying down into the light the words that dance in my head.)
The Best Poem Of Helen Gaudin
The Sound Of Silence
Silence makes the loudest sound
It presses heavily on my eardrum
Inside and out
A soundless barrier echoes
Confining my mind
The sound of silence sinks deeply
To weigh upon my spirit
Bearing it down
Like the weight of a thousand raindrops
On the head of a flower
Somewhere in the silence
I float between body and mind
Reaching for a connection
To break the resounding silence
And re-enter the physical world
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