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Literature : Poetry

Collection by Derek Helberg

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  New Leaf, Google Images, Vines, Literature, Waterfall, Poetry, It Cast, Change, Outdoor

Nothing has really changed - poem

The valleys and hillsstill look the same.The quiet streamwinding its coursebetween overgrownbanks of floweringgreen,with rainbowtroutswimming in betweenthe rocks and weeds,their colours vibratingover radiant and smooth pebbles and stones. The tall old treesstill hang low,casting dancing shadowsupon the dampened ground. And over the clear streamthe old vine swingwhich has survivedour childhood gameshas grown new leaves again. You know,nothing here has really changed,only in you and Iis found…

A Poem about progress invading ones silence Literature, Poems, Nature, Animals, Beauty, Literatura, Naturaleza, Animales, Animaux

A Poem about progress invading ones silence

LONGING FOR SILENCE. HIGH ABOVEA FLOCK OF BIRDS CIRCLE,AND THEN GAZE DOWN ON ME. NEARBY, A TREEWITH FLOWERS IN BLOOM,SWAYING SO SLIGHTLYIN THE MIDDAYBREEZE. PETALSTWIRL AND SWIRL,SILENTLY DROPPING FROMOUTSTRETCHED LIMBSTO THE DUSTY GROUND. ALONG THE WAY, A LAZY WALKERDRAGGING HEELS,MOVING PASTALMOST UNSEEN THROUGHTHE SHADOWS. THE DISTANT DRONE OF PROGRESSFILTERS INTO MY SILENCE.HOW NICE IT WOULD'VE BEENHAD IT BEEN MUCHQUIETER TODAY.All images by Derek, excluding flock of birds.Original poem…

And still I smile. What Goes On, For Stars, I Smile, Google Images, Literature, Poems, Travel, Literatura, Viajes

And still I smile... (poem)

I guess that this is goodbye for I know no other way. It's the inches and not the milesthat really count,the pleasant momentsand shared memories. Your honesty would have been so much easier to take, it may have eased some of the pain. I had no idea what went on, leaves often fall, but what have I done wrong? There for a while, you were the brighteststar filling my book of rhymes. And still I smile for stars you will find, sometimes do lose their twinkle. Written: Derek - 1974Photography…

Sweet memories- poem from a distant past Sweet Memories, Past, Literature, Poems, Literatura, Past Tense, Poetry, Verses, Poem

Sweet memories- poem from a distant past

Moonbeams,now searching pastcurtainsand piercing the gloomquietly play along your backthen finding your breasts. Ghostly shadowsdance along the wallsextending to the cornersof the dark room. Occasionally,the creaking sound from a bed.And then,the glowing tip of a cigaretteas it brightens your facewith each draw you deeply makejust before you exhale. The musky sweet smellof love just had.The soft sighand heavy breathingis what I remember most of you. Original poem: Derek 1976Images: Google (…

Sweet memories- poem from a distant past Sweet Memories, Past, Literature, Poems, Literatura, Past Tense, Poetry, Verses, Poem

Sweet memories- poem from a distant past

Moonbeams,now searching pastcurtainsand piercing the gloomquietly play along your backthen finding your breasts. Ghostly shadowsdance along the wallsextending to the cornersof the dark room. Occasionally,the creaking sound from a bed.And then,the glowing tip of a cigaretteas it brightens your facewith each draw you deeply makejust before you exhale. The musky sweet smellof love just had.The soft sighand heavy breathingis what I remember most of you. Original poem: Derek 1976Images: Google (…

'The Circle', a poem Literature, Poems, Painting, Art, Literatura, Art Background, Poetry, Painting Art, Kunst

'The Circle', a poem

If I were the Circle of lifeYou would live eternally. A friend and a talented artist, Henk Vos, with one of his many paintings, 'The Circle of Life'.If I were the ever changing WindI would lift you way above thoseThose lofty clouds. A winters sunset in Gordon's BayIf I were jars of ColoursI would colour every teardrop you cried, Every raindrop in the sky. The Strand Beach close to homeIf I were the DawnFor you,There never would be a grey morning. A calm day at the rocky pools near home.If I…

'Naked you come from the womb Clothed you are placed in your tomb Naked you'll stand one dayTo know if you are savedor if you are doomed. Literature, Poetry, Country Roads, Lips, Places, Literatura, Poetry Books, Poem, Poems

R.I.P. or L.I.P., rest or live in peace

'Naked you come from the womb Clothed you are placed in your tomb Naked you'll stand one dayTo know if you are savedor if you are doomed. Author and photos: Derek

Down Avenues( poem of caring and love) Feeling Down, How Are You Feeling, Warm Showers, Literature, Shed, Poetry, Country Roads, Day, Plants

Down Avenues( poem of caring and love)

Down avenues of treesthat shed their leaveswhen autumn comes,where blue and red flowersfall to the groundon summer days,just after a warm shower (of rain). This is the placethat I would want towalk with you dear,when you feel down. Photopoetry by DerekEssenwood Park, Durban, South AfricaAll media - Derek

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Cold hearts, warm fronts

So often we laughed at the crazy little games we used to play.Little did we realise that people do changeonly faces remain the same. Cold hearts,warm fronts,tender smiles,that don't show in everyone's eyes. Then, like a cold winter's breezethat appears suddenlyyou change everything. We hide,close up our doors,shut up our hearts,hide faces etched with sadness, sometimes there is a little pain. Then, once againwe come out of this gloom,Everything forgotten.We start all over again,but those…

  Google Images, Crying, Stuff To Do, Literature, Poetry, Clouds, Smile, Celestial, Sunset

Do not cry, rather smile

Just as every cloud carries moisture,So does every eye carry teardrops. Just as smoke betrays the fireso do tears,those in your eyesbetray your feelings. So, do not cry,Rather smile. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Writer: DerekPhotograpy: Derek, Google Images

Woman's Day, is it? Ladies Day, Literature, Poetry, Photography, Image, Women, Literatura, Photograph, Fotografie

Woman's Day, is it? (poem)

I thought it was SaturdayOutside, the weatherreally looked great.Looking forward to some sport and devising plansfor later on. Down below,under the bench somewhere,little sparrows,looking so hungry.I threw some crumbstheir way. Saw a lonely woman,ayoung child in one arm,another reaching for her free hand.Most probably labouringfor some unappreciativeman. Maybe I was wrongand it's Friday.I wonder then, what reallyhappenedto Woman's Day?…

  Lip Colors, Literature, Poetry, Image, Literatura, Poetry Books, Poem, Poems

If I were... (poem)

If I were the winter's iceI would freeze that smileupon those ruby coloured lips. If I were the spring showersI would moisten that soft look in those moody eyes. If I were the summer's heatI would warm your heartand light your fire. If I were the autumn windand there were tears in your eyes,I would gladly dry them upand blow them far away. But, as I am only a friend,for you, I wish all the loveand all the happinessyou may find in thissometimes cruel world.Words by DerekPhotography: Derek…

Road to your heart - poem Google Images, Literature, Poetry, Mountains, Nature, Travel, Literatura, Naturaleza, Viajes

Road to your heart - poem

Miles and miles of tar - roadssand roadsmud roadsand rain roads. Pray tell me,Surely there is a roadleading to the doorof your wandering heart? ...........................................................................................................................................Written in 1974 by DerekPhotography; Jorge Maia, Google Images, and Derek

  Literature, Poems, Ocean, Bird, Feelings, Photography, Animals, Literatura, Photograph

Neglected I feel - poem

You have discarded meStrewn upon the sandy shoreNeglected I feel.Like a broken shellI lie,All alone upon the shifting sandsfronting the ocean's door. Original photography: Gordon's BayOriginal words: La Digue Island, Seychelles, 1974

  Literature, Poems, Literatura, Poetry, Verses, Poem

Unhappy clown - poem

What does it help if I roam around like an unhappy clown wearing a composed smileon a painted facecovering tears I'm strugglingto hidebehind circled eyes...........................................................................Original poem by Derek; 1976

  Westerns, Literature, Poems, Celestial, Sunset, Photography, Outdoor, Literatura, Outdoors

Not as the dying do - poem

Wary,Sometimes disillusionedWe gave one to another.Bleeding,Not as the dying do,Inwardly and not outwardly,Hoping loveonce again will begin anew. Photography of Gordon's Bay, Western Cape, South AfricaWritten:1976