Author Archives: Hélène Vaillant

What do you See? Dec/04/2018

Weekly challenge

Everyone is welcome to participate.  This Challenge is open until Monday, December 10,  at 12 Noon – (EST Time Zone – Toronto, Canada).

A few simple rules:

a)Write a post on your own blog and Pingback to this post here.

b) or, add the Link of your blog post in the comment section of this post here.

This week’s photo Prompt:

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Have fun.

I look forward to your writing creations.

Love and Light, Hélène

What do you See? Roundup Nov/27/2018

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Willow Poetry – What do you See?

Thank you all for another week of amazing poetry. Below are the participants, enjoy visiting each other.

Reena Saxena – I couldn’t have done it alone – Reena Saxena

Jules – Enchanted Boon – Jules Longer Strands of Gems

Deepa – you ain’t alone – syncwithdeep

Tom Merriman – The Lullaby Tree – Beyond The Sphere

Sadje – Thank You – Keeping It Alive

Mich – Heartbeat – Michnavs

Christine Bolton – Water Music – Poetry For Healing

Helene Vaillant – Celestial Book – Willow Poetry

Gina – the music tree – Singledust

Dorinda Duclos – The Piano – Night Owl Poetry

Linda Lee Lyberg – MUSIC IN D(EATH) FOR LOST SOULS – Charmed Chaos

1)  Charles Robert Lindholm – THE MAGIC OF OUR SONG – Poet’s Corner

 2)  Charles Robert Lindholm – THE MAGIC OF OUR WORDS – The Reluctant Poet

V.J. Knutson – Gifted – One Woman’s Quest

Heather Carr-Rowe – His World – Sgeoil

j.a.case – Our Painted World – Keyhole Poetry

Jordy – In Between Worlds (Part Two) – Jordy’s Streamings

1)  Irma – Twilight Sonata – I Do Run

2)  Irma – Moonlight Sonata – I Do Run

Jamie Dedes – Phantom Limbs – The Poet By Day

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Into the Dark

November 29, 2018, prompt: In 99 words no more, no less)

Carrot Ranch prompt

November 29: Flash Fiction Challenge

write a story using the phrase “into the dark.” What must a character face? Write about an encounter, journey, relationship, or quest. Follow the ship’s lights on gloomy seas. Go where the prompt leads you.

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Into the dark, we crawled
on hands and knees
moving deeper
into darkness

“Where is the fountain suppose to be Phil?”
“Phil, why don’t you answer me?”

That’s just like Phil
bringing me on adventures
that end into nightmares

A few more arthritic crawls ahead
and I hear a faint trickling murmur
momentarily, this calms my frantic nerves

My fingers touch dampness
then drop into a foamy pool of water

Way above this pool, a light opens up
Phil’s self-satisfied smirk
looking down at me

“Phil! How did you get up there?”

The light goes out
total darkness

“Phil?”

(99 words)

Here Now

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V.J.’S WEEKLY CHALLENGE #25: UN-LIVED LIVES

Here Now

The second of five siblings, I was born in 1943 to a young couple in their early twenties. My parents were poor, my mother had very little education. I lived at home with them until I married in 1963. There is 16 years difference between myself and my youngest sister.

When I lived at home my clothes were, hand me downs, either from my mother’s friends daughters or mother’s own clothes that a seamstress would refashion for me.

When I left home to marry my father was working for the Government. Through advancement, he was transferred to England in a Diplomatic position. My sisters, 16 and 14 years my juniors were the recipient of a Nanny, skiing in the Alps, Cruise ship voyages and private schools. They all travelled through Europe for several years during my father’s Diplomat posting.

The contrast between the life I had with my parents and that of my younger sisters is striking.  My shoes had pieces of carboard inside them to fill the holes in the sole.

I had many wonderful trips and adventures with my own children and husband. Once my children left home, it all came to a stop. Due to cancer and then disability issues, I am unable to travel.

Unlived lives? Not quite!

When I look back I know that it was all perfect then just as it is today.
It made me appreciate all that I do have now. It has served me well.  Today I have all that I need.

Another chapter of my life is here now and that is for another story.

River of Tears

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt = untrodden

Thursday photo prompt: Untrodden #writephoto

River of Tears 

(Free Verse)

bottomless well of sadness
reside within me
ages of previous lives
forbidden escape to tears
untrodden domain of repression
thunderous primal scream
reverberating through infinity

blocked tears continue to swell
when life is no more
sadness will follow
navigating ocean of tears
alarming passage
fully extend the sails

©Hélène Vaillant

 

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