Category Archives: Helene Levasseur

162. He’s All I’ve Got © Hélène Levasseur

HELENE LEVASSEUR

In this day of pondering
I went into thus trusting
Not me but my Higher Power
Who is my Lord and Saviour

I’m looking for Brother/Sisterhood
Not seeking to be understood
But namely to simply understand
One’s calling biblically in my hand

Time has come for my “Rebirthing”
Walking away from my “Hibernating”
Like an Eagle after 40 years of living
Remakes his beak, talons and feathering

Aren’t we like birds of a feather?
Yearning to chum with that Levasseur
Only to find a new world of wonder
Bringing us into a Heavenly breather

It’s been a quarter of a century
That I’ve been in a great recovery
Of re-identifying my new identity
Taking a lot of time Slowly but Surely

In this journey many projects were created
A CD, A Book, A Poetry Club manifested
Living 90% of my life alone rehabilitated
Thus time has come for being reintegrated

A problem exists in trying to formulate in my mind
What’s my purpose when I face what is behind
God has paid my dues and my penance and amends
Must be ready to receive an abundance of holy trends

So on your mark. Get set . Go Hélène and Go girl go!
Stand straight. Shoulders Back. Move forth and glow!
“Relax qu’est sera sera what will be will be
Our future is not ours to see!”

Joel Osteen says that I have no idea of what’s to come
But in God’s glory He has a plan for me to go and overcome
The odds that have been set against me and must foresee
That in front of me awaits a global well planned destiny

Now if you’ve read me thus far you must be a Reading Star
Lo and behold know that we are facebook buddies from afar
Sometimes I’m hard to read as it appears that it’s all a jungle
Of nonending words and phrases and to decipher is a bungle

See what I mean we can’t figure out what I’m all about!
Just a human being trying to become spiritually fit with a shout
Seeking to serve God making friends, being therefore their friend
Bringing all of them to my favourite loved one Jesus my best friend.

 

161. Waves of Winds © Hélène Levasseur

Waves of Winds © Hélène Levasseur dsc00003
T’was around mid afternoon or so
Noticed there were whirling winds
Strong and powerful were they
Timed their 5 minute intermissions
Those gush of winds would come
Like a vengeance against our windows
Scared me somewhat so away I went
Praying to stop fretting over them
Immediately trees on our street were struck
As the winds had cracked the branches down
Thank God that we moved our vehicles from our driveway
God answered my prayers as He always does. Amen!
Three trees were removed from our street. Amazing.
The city will be planting new Maple Trees in 2017!

160. Not Bad for a T.B.I. © Hélène Levasseur

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Twenty seven years have gone like bye-byes
Having left me with a few following my demise
But without so many wailing cries
I venture out with vim that thus fortifies

Was labelled severely brain injured
My intelligence somewhat hampered
Focus & concentration was tampered
Leaving traces of being brain severed

Many semesters were in my recovery
The first one was labelled “A Tragedy”
“Trauma” was the second and very weary
Lo and behold “Triumph” has come finally

In this third decade I almost felt forbidden
The doctors did say I would remain hidden
Everything I learned was very heavy laden
What can I say when I was so crestfallen

After many years I’m only now re-integrating
Time is here to come out of any rehabilitating
And slowly enter the world when dismantling
Engrained fears obtained by simply doing nothing

At the Act Theatre I get rid of any kind of ill-will
Delving into becoming public moving forth uphill
I could leave a message that shrills people’s thrill
The audience watches one with this outstanding pill

Well of course the Pill is “Poetry!”

Poetry makes me want to believe that it’s easy to live
Surviving a Brain Injury and two Cancers so progressive
I, Hélène Levasseur, is without a doubt no captive
In remission I am forgiving as I choose to be somewhat active

The Holy Wow Poets in Maple Ridge of which I am the Founder
Organizing it for several years has been quite an adventure
Some self-published some not paint a fine delightful literary picture
Of neatly performing recitals at Poetry Clubs with lots of vigour

A visit to Poetry Bashes at Performance Works on Granville Market
Gave me a will to free poets as they bring forth their ingenious wit
Whether in outstanding prose & rhyme poetry so devoutly fit
For odd audiences showing the Lower Mainland’s Grand Spirit

Once Teacher, Secretary and Trade & Consumer Show Manager
Enabled me to go through what was destroyed only to encounter
New skills, talents and treasures encompassing that of a “Rhymester”
Seeing & Saying the sky’s never the limit for one who is a “Star Gazer”

Things will surely pass as a Tragedy is proven to be only momentary
In a coma for three weeks one becomes they say “Quite Contrary”
“Out of Balance” our “Equilibrium remains deranged or fragmentary”
It’s not our fault as everyhting we say is purposely involuntary

2017 is now here and it is my Year to have a “Benevolent Career”
Doing Poetry Shows at the Act Theatre with “Hooplah and Cheer”
Inviting the Fraser Valley folks to embark on as a “Volunteer”
Published or not poets joining to simply becoming a “Pioneer”

Holy Wow Poets invite you! So on your mark. Get set and Go!
Read “Poetry for Dummies” and compose a poem so profoundo
Show us that there is nothing that you can not undergo
Become a reknown poet in our midst producing el Manifesto

I, Hélène Levasseur, think that I’m onto “Something of Glory”
A miracle from a production re. “An International Documentary”
From “Mental Damage to Homage” so we can make this honourary
Realizing that we were all meant for quite a “Coup of Publicity!”

I’ve been waiting for “God’s pious Hooting and Cheering!”
For those who are experiencing “Suffering and Lamenting”
Time has come to embark a few of us who are still self-denying
But deeply yearning “Poetic Potential” though still hibernating

Why not embark on the greatest “Prolific Adventure”
Where a documentary endears a quest for any “Survivor”
Taking people out of their “Shell and Burrowing Shelter”
And immersing them into a “Poetry World of Wonder”

What shall we name those survivors so magnified
The new chapters in their lives are certainly gratified
Performing we all become “Seasoned and Quite Dignified”
It appears that we’re onto something “Grandly Sanctified”

We’re Holy Wow Poets as we say with quite a wide smile
Discussing matters over a cup of tea of tasty Camomile
Finaly we’re coming out of having been in a “Long Exile”
My goodness we’re here taking “A Quantum Leap Mile”

Folks do you think we have found in our midst a “Goldmine”
The “Documented Holy Route” will seem like “A Serpentine
Not to worry let’s just ponder drinking some “Port Wine”
 “No Monkeyshine!” Let’s all stand tall like “Lordly Pine!”

Reciting at the Royal City Literary Arts Society is always a pleasure
What an honour being a “Special Holy Wow Poet Feature”
Invited by the Poets who bring me forth as a new figure
For the enjoyment of unknowns without pressure

Perhaps I also called Marie Noelle Hélène will leave a “Fragrance”
Choosing a “Bitter-Sweet-Bright-Biographic Nature” with “Poetic Elegance”
Beginning a “Friendship Club” bringing some “Reconaissance”
To souls for their “Sweetheart Stage Personal Performance”

I’ve reached this “Beginning Moment” in my poetry composing
But am somewhat left with a yearning for more exposing
Did you know that I believe that I was meant for “Entertaining”
It’s been a part of me since I was just “A Teen simply Flirting”

Oh Dear I must realize that the time has come for “Fruition”
In “Baby Stages” of “Studying Poetry” we need much “Affection”
“A Rhymester” shows up and the audience never “Falls into Oblivion”
But must be careful of not scaring them through my “Poetic Passion”

Whilst reciting a number came to my mind and and I was “Smitten”
Ten minutes has gone by now and I certainly don’t want to be a Burden
Remember what the doctors had said I now prove them “Ill-Gotten”
“Alive and Well Full of Fun and Laughter – “I’m out of “Kindergarden”

So on that note let me inform you that I am full of “Excitement”
Every day that goes by I will remember this grateful “Achievement”
The Holy Wow Poets helps people reach an “Era of Encouragement”
So I leave you today with some poetry that is “Not of Bereavement”

I promise to study poetry and rehearse all of it “Godspeed!”
One of my favourite poems is our lovely “Aspostle’s Creed”
I promise to write wholeheartedly without any doubt or greed
Never forgetting the listeners while I wear some “Fancy Tweed”

I’m not into pleasing “Affluent People” but all who have an ear
It certainly appears that the time has come for me to reappear
Thank you for being “My Applauders” like I was “Shakespeare”
I leave you now and embark on my “Study of  Edward Lear!”

159. Contemplative Thoughts for 2016 © Hélène Levasseur

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I CHOOSE TO FILL MY SENSES FEEDING MY HEART

HANGING ON TO THE BEAUTIFUL SCENE OF THE FOREST

AND NOT FOCUSING ON THE INDIVIDUAL TREES THERE

TIME WORRYING ABOUT THINGS I WILL NOT LET HAPPEN

BECAUSE I AM GROWING GARDENS IN MY PRECIOUS SOUL

NOT SPENDING NEEDLESS HOURS EXPECTING THINGS

WILL VERITABLY CHANGE MY THOUGHTS ON ACCEPTING THEM 

IT IS TIME TO PONDER AND CONTEMPLATE ON THE NEW

INSTEAD OF SIMMERING THINGS OF UNIMPORTANCE OF THE OLD

I NOW PRAY ABOUT LOVING FROM MY HEART, SOUL AND MIND

ERASING MY SELF TO REPLACE THE ORIGIN OF MY THOUGHTS

BECOMING INTIMATE WITH THE WORLD AT LARGE WHOLEAHEARTEDLY

AS WE KNOW WHATEVER WE RESIST EXISTS AND CONTINUES TO PERSIST

I NOW REFOCUS ON MY NEW IMAGE AND LET GO OF THE OLD

BREAKING FREE FROM PAST HURTS, HANGUPS AND HABITS

ACTING WITH LOVE, JOY, PEACE, FORBEARANCE, FAITHFULNESS

KINDNESS, GOODNESS, GENTLENESS AND SELF CONTROL

ALLOWS GOD ‘S SPIRIT TO DIRECT AND GUIDE ME IN 2016

AS I BEGIN THIS YEAR BY NOT LETTING PEOPLE LURE ME

INTO THEIR STORMS BUT WILL LURE THEM INTO MY PEACE

IMMERSED IN GOD’S LOVE FOR ALL OF HIS CREATION.

 I LOVE YOU!

158. Visions of Ms. Debonair © Hélène Levasseur

Visions of Ms. DebonairArtist: Roxanne Keasberry

In 2017 comes quite a lady and they call her Ms. Debonair
The news proclaim that she is très très extraordinaire
Very often she seems to walk boldly with her nose up in the air
Perhaps thinking that she carries a lot of engrained savoir-faire

Renown is she for being able to write with a poetic flair
No one can embark on her journey even if you dare
Some people revere her as the 3rd Millennium Visionaire
Believe it or not she sings for all of mankind’s welfare

She could have been a millionaire or even a zillionaire
We trust that perhaps one day she will be called a legionnaire
Not a day goes by that she doesn’t pray for God’s repair
Thanking Him for the cleansing of her addiction to Vanity Fair

For 27 years she has been under what is called Medicare
Her restful prayer of miracles she would like to share
Believing this will be told by a journalist who is her confrère
Eric Green a computer wizard is looking after her affair

Ms. Debonair makes announcement that she will soon declare
That she no longer is co-dependent on any foods like an Éclair
Cause this she has learned puts inches on her derrière
She got tired of her body looking like that a pretty big pear

Wearing a fancy dress and a fear free hat for this Affair
Plumed all around it shows her that she is indeed Première
Her life in the last two decades was a rough avant-garde Fair
But not to worry folks she speaks boldly and foursquare

Writing her music certainly does not depict her endless misère
Lo and behold she has proven that she can compare
Her life’s struggles and tribulations to that of a nightmare
Her life once was labeled as one of endless despair.

It’s amazing that she never started or wished to swear
Her love of God is too precious and brings her to stare
Going deep in her heart as she recognizes a Christian Software
It’s believed that it lovingly makes her one “Chargée D’affaires!

Her mission is to look after everyone’s thoroughfare
Bringing them to God’s Pearly Gate’s Bright Lumière
“Baby’s Back well now dressed in Black ready to spare
Her path with ours whether we’re here, there or anywhere

Long lives the lovely Ms. Debonair
Many thanks for making us aware
That it’s time to come forth and prepare
For Heaven becoming righteous here, there and everywhere.

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157. November We Remember © Hélène Levasseur

Honouring our Veterans poem recited by Hélène at our Remembrance Day Celebration at The Holy Wow Poets' Recital at the Act Theatre.

Honouring our Veterans poem recited by Hélène at our Remembrance Day Celebration at The Holy Wow Poets’ Recital.  Photograph by Janet Kvammen from PlanetJanetCreations!

Honouring our military veterans at the Act Theatre
Is indeed a sincere moment for us to treasure
What a great means of a thankful exposure
Expressing inner thoughts to remember

This is written around Remembrance Day
The old living & deceased soldiers say
We served our country in every way
It was our duty to never go astray

Many devoted ones would start by praying
As this re-enforced them never staggering
T’was their quest to protect every sibling
Following the rules always regimenting

What an honour to have them recognized
By genuine folk so deeply wholehearted
Having this joy, peace and harmony handed
By these veteran soldiers to be highly acclaimed

Oh Canada our home and native land
Was protected by each veteran band
May we celebrate this day and understand
And bring poppy plants to the flowerstand

Many thanks indeed for saving us all
From any harm or hindrances or pitfall
Remembering you who hold the bugle call
Of hearts, minds and souls who carry all.

This is a November we will always remember!

156. Just Because © Hélène Levasseur

Holy Wow! Celebrate Recovery invites Hélène Levasseur to give her Testimonial!

Holy Wow! Celebrate Recovery invites Hélène Levasseur to give her Testimonial on her theme of the lie of unforgiveness and detachment of sins!

HÉLÈNE LEVASSEUR IS HOSTED BY CELEBRATE RECOVERY

AT THE MAPLE RIDGE BAPTIST CHURCH GIVING HER TESTIMONY

AT 22155 LOUGHEED HWY, MAPLE RIDGE, B.C.

HER THEME: “DETACHMENT OF SIN” AND “THE LIE OF UNFORGIVENESS”

DATE: MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 16TH, 2013

DINNER: 6:00 P.M. WITH A $5.00 DONATION

WORSHIP: 7:00 PM.

TESTIMONY: 7:30

SUPPORT GROUP: 8:00 P.M.

 

155. Heaven’s Third Eye Hélène © Hélène Levasseur

HELENE LEVASSEUR
Let’s discover Heaven’s Third Eyed Hélène
Celestial, Mystical and esoteric wren
Her speculative inquisitive invisible eye
Provides perceptions of a world so wise

Spiritually she examines everything about herself
Leading to inner realms of ancient consciousness
A state of Enlightenment and universal imagery
Having deep personal spirituality and philosophy

She now enters a quarter of a Century
Associated with religious visions
Clairvoyance and ability to perceive
Life with magnificent significance

Hélène could be labelled as a “seer”
Having not worked for a quarter of a century
Having examined her inner works and experiences
Some claim she has the capacity to read internally

Lo and behold her ladies and gentlemen…
Let’s Listen to her ethereal dimension…
As we become healthy and holy…

 

 

154. Wayfairing Wounded Wondrously © Hélène Levasseur

HELENE LEVASSEUR
HÉLÈNE WAS LIVING IN A FOG ALL CHOKED UP IN A SMOG
LOST LIKE A POLLYWOG THAT’S STUCK ON A LOG
IN A POLLUTED BOG FEELING LIKE AN UNDERDOG
SHE’S NOW WAYFAIRING WOUNDED WONDROUSLY.

SHE PRAYED TO BE FREE FROM THIS CALAMITY
IMMERSED IN MISERY CRAVING FOR HARMONY
WHOLEHEARTEDLY SHE MET DIVINITY
SHE’S NOW WAYFAIRING WOUNDED WONDROUSLY.

WHAT CAME WAS PROPHECY SPOKEN ELOQUENTLY
SHE BEGAN BIBLIOMANCY YEARNING TO BE HOLY
SHE STARTED TO SEE PEOPLE HEAVENLY
SHE’S NOW WAYFAIRING WOUNDED WONDROUSLY.

SOME HEAR A MAESTRO KEENLY TUNING HER SOUL
WITH UNIVERSAL RESONANCE
AS SHE’S AN EMINENT COMPOSER
IN HER SYMPHONY WITH GOD
HER MUSIC NEVER RUNS MAINSTREAM.

SHE CHALLENGES REALITY AND DENIALITY
OH SO TENDERLY WITH SUCH ABILITY
SHE SPEAKS SO SOFTLY AND UNDERSTANDS HUMANITY
SHE SEES GOD’S GRACES FOR ETERNITY

HÉLÈNE STEERS WELL BY GOD’S CHART
HIS WAY’S A PIECE OF ART
SHE LISTENS WITH HER HEART AND HEARS MOZART
AS SHE COMPOSES HER START WHERE SHE PLAYS HER PART.

SHE’S NOW WAYFAIRING RECITING SINGING MAJESTICALLY
PERFORMING AT POETIC JUSTICE SIMPLY NATURALLY

 

153. Hélène is so Fancy Free by Hélène Levasseur

HELENE LEVASSEUR

                             I’M MARIE NOELLE AND HÉLÈNE I KNOW

SHE ONCE FELT LIKE PUNCHED BREAD DOUGH

SHE BECAME SO FLUFFY – WOE OH

GOING THROUGH SUCH AN INFERNO

IT’S TAKING MANY YEARS TO UNDERGO

EACH SINGLE STEP BLOW BY BLOW

TRAUMATIZED BY SO MUCH SORROW

IT’S AMAZING SHE IS OUT OF THE UNDERTOW.

                                             LET’S ALL PROCLAIM: 

HÉLÈNE YOU’RE FANCY FREE

BEATITUDINAL YOU MUST AGREE

STILL SMART WITH THE ZEAL TO HEAL

BUT NOT MADE OUT OF STEEL

NOW COME ON FUND RAISE WITH PRAISE

YOU  NEED AN INSTITUTION NATIONALLY

TRAINING BRAIN INJURED AND SOCIETY

TO LIVE WHOLEHEARTEDLY.

 

TRAUMATICALLY BRAIN INJURED OR A T.B.I.

SHE ALWAYS ASKS “WHY ME?” IT’S HER CRY.

IT’S SIMPLE CAUSE SHE GOES BACK INTO INFANCY’

RE-LEARNING EVERYTHING IN THIS CALAMITY

NOW LET’S GET TOGETHER AND LEARN TO STRIVE

SHE REALLY NEEDS MANKIND TO HELP HER TO SURVIVE

SHE HONESTLY ADMITS SHE WAS IN A GREAT BIG MESS

SO LET HER EMERGE WITH FINESSE AND NOBLESSE

REMEMBER:

HÉLÈNE  YOU’RE FANCY FREE

BEATITUDINAL YOU MUST AGREE

STILL SMART WITH THE ZEAL TO HEAL

BUT NOT MADE OUT OF STEEL

NOW COME ON FUND RAISE WITH PRAISE

YOU NEED AN INSTITUTION NATIONALLY

TRAINING BRAIN INJURED AND SOCIETY

TO LIVE WHOLEHEARTEDLY.

 

SHE- – NEVER GIVES UP NEVER GIVES UP NEVER GIVE UP

SHE – – NEVER GIVES UP NEVER GIVES UP NEVER GIVE UP

 

151. An Introductory Message of Hélène © Marie Noëlle Hélène Levasseur

Time to ponder on Life Everlasting metamorphosing after exposing self to the world!

Time to ponder on Life Everlasting metamorphosing after exposing herself to the entire global world!

It appears that she lives in a lie
Told that the cancer is terminal
Knowing if it is true she starts to cry
Can her entire life ever be normal

Not to worry folks she says we all die
Believing how it could happen is worrisome
Her death is not what she chooses to vie
Living to the fullest must not be bothersome

She chooses to do something about this
It’s time to live it up to the fullest
She’s started planning a life of bliss
Doing an el grandeur bucket list

Having made up her sincere mind
To move forth with vim and vigour
Looking after her health not blind
But alert like the old Hélène Levasseur

So on your mark. Get set. Go woman go.
Man we miss that cheerio pip pip gal
It’s time to re-integrate into this world’s show
She will know she’s alive and a friendly pal

Theatrical, musical, philosophical and trendy
She submerges from a burrow and finally can re-discover
Her hidden skills, talents and treasures so glossy
Come on Hélène we know you carry the traits of a Levasseur

Having been absent for twenty seven years to date
Recovering from a major head injury and two cancers
The World knows that this was never meant to be her state
Thank God she believes in His Word being prophetic sciptures

So ladies and gentlmen clear the road Hélène’s on a mission
Perhaps once placed on a journey of self-discovery with misery
Living in this lie was difficult and some not part of her devotion
Forgive her for taking such a long travail in her recovery

So let’s begin today seeing this lie broken into a zillion pieces
Replaced with spiritual inspiration in her daily servanthood
As she moves forth bringing lots of teachings which ceases
Any lengths of long suffering as she welcomes all that is good

Never before in the history of having a Severe Brain Injury
And two bouts of severe Cancer now labelled Metastatic
Have we seen the growth and emancipation of one so trustworthy
Never giving up with the world’s challenges so catastrophic

I talk about Hélène like she’s my sister as I am Marie Noëlle
Her best friend always trying to bring to the world her new identity
It’s been difficult as she enters the twenty seventh year of recovery well
Writing with a Third Eye brings me in the presence of one so crafty

So today I introduce and ask you to applaud Hélène Levasseur
The featured poet that tries to entertain her audience reciting
No one is like her exact as she is the one and absolute Survivor
Still Poetry writing, singing and composing being entertaining.

So ladies and gentemen let’s give her a round of applause
for the one and only brilliant and everlasting Hélène Levasseur!
There’s no conceit in her family folks as she carries it all. Voila!

 

 

149.Is Hélène a Poet? © Hélène Levasseur

Now when we start to think about? There are all kinds of Poets! Teehee.

Now when we start to think about? There are all kinds of Poets! Teehee.

Hélène writes and composes autobiographically
Was told her poems are like fridge magnets
Thus left in wonder about if she really is a poet
Just pondering about her messages and substance

She has a great Penguin Rhyming Dictionary
Comes in handy when stuck in her words
You probably have realized that this is her poetic journal
Daily immersing her indepth 3rd eye thoughts on her computer

What is a poet she asks herself and is left in wonder
She looked it up in the dictionary and it says so simply
That a Poet is one who writes, displays imagination
With sensitivity along with eloquent expression

So then is she not somewhat wondrous as she utilizes imagery
Sensitivity and tries to the best of her minimal poetic knowledge
To recite eloquently and expressively her deep inner thoughts
And dares to share them with the whole wild world at large

So like the Holy Wow Poets’ motto goes:

“If you’re a poet and you know it – Come and show it!”

                                                        Once a poet always a poet so help me God!

 

 

148. Twinkle Twinkles in her Ear © Hélène Levasseur

The Twinkles I thought at first were driving me crazy until I realized...

                          The Twinkles I thought at first were driving me crazy until I realized…

Hélène at the age of 60 plus can hear
Twinkle Twinkle sounds in her ear
Thus this comes every now and then
Feels like she’s hearing the sounds of a hen

She says: “Distinctly this code comes to me
It’s like it’s sending a note so discreetly
I think the message is saying take care
Of your body, mind, spirit and soul affair

When we reach what is called middle age
Twinkles and wrinkles show up causing rage
Oh well it’s all par of the retirement course
You should no longer feel like a working horse

Twinkle Twinkles resound in her ear
It’s o.k. it has a code for an elderly so dear
Right now it’s telling her to go and rest
As her life promises to be her very best

So on that note she hears quite a few twinkle twinkles
Saying smile wholeheartedly showing your few wrinkles
And trust in your new life of entertaining
With autobiographic poems so befitting.

Twinkle twinkle twinkle twinkle…on and on and on…

I now choose to follow this command with almighty diligence!

I now choose to follow this command with almighty diligence!

147. In the Midst of life © Hélène Levasseur

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Decades pass by and we find ourselves over sixty
Not too long ago we were fresh and full of glee
Our life seemed unending season to season
We embellished ourselves with glory without treason

Is the Earth our home after all these trials and tribulations
Or are we simply living in a school of learning with confrontations
Let us embark on a wagon taking us to realms worth living
It’s all a part of our design to become a heavenly being

The moral of this story is to always keep us being active
Embellishing our entourage with new skills never derivative
Aiming for the sky’s the limit attitude never losing face
Living our lives always moving forth without disgrace

In the midst of life we contemplate dancing with the stars
And dancing in the rain never complaining about our past scars
This is for the betterment and improvement of our character
So let us continue writing a poetic journal with splendor and honor

God's Genius or Helene's?

In the Midst of Life we move forward taking life one day at a time wishing for miracles to occur!

 

 

146. Poetic Justice Invitation © Hélène Levasseur

Helene at Poetic Justice
Imagine receiving a Poetic Justice Invitation
To recite her masterpieces with inspiration
This has given Hélène so much of a glamor fascination
Hey she’s featured to receive maybe a standing ovation

I hear her saying:
Oh me! Oh me oh my! Silly Willy me, myself and I
Sometimes I think of being yummy as a pie
Poetically revered as a rhyming queen so high
Must release my ego bubble and let it fly to the sky

Well she has been writing autobiographical poetry for years
Reviewing all the poems brings her some kind of tears
Hope you don’t fall into her unwordly spells of fears
Please bring back confidence because you are her  dears

So on your mark. Get set. Move forth Hélène. Go with the flow
Relax. Repose. Let it all come out naturally. Wear your bow
You were meant to perform like you were on a ritzsy show
Have fun right now. Come alive.
Sing “Everything Matters” with pizazz and glow!

HELENE LEVASSEUR