Helen Gaudin
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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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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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A slow and gentle awakening
As fragrant steam softy rises
Gently touching my face
In amber liquid endless reflections
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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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Into my mother’s embrace I give myself
I match my heartbeat to her eternal rhythm
My breath sighs in and out to the ebb and flow of her tides
Through my veins flows life as the streams from mountains to sea
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Battered and blinded by the rain
Water sliding down my neck
Wet down to my skin
Shoulders hunched
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Can a scientist measure the weight of silence?
I sit in the silence and feel the weight pressing down
Inside my head a soundless voice crying out
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Falling like a stone into the depths of my self
Silence become a presence
My eyes cry out the words I cannot say
They all fade away into the silence
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Darkness holds a soul defeated
Till fallen from the sky
The stone’s magical light breaks the world
Seen, unseen all is one
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The wolves of grief have taken my heart
A child gone before her time
The cold moon ignores the pleas
Of a soul shrouded in agony
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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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