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“In honor of Valentine’s Day, a few little snippets about love.”—Helen Noakes

Waking Point

By Helen Noakes

Eros taking aim.
Eros taking aim.

Helen Noakes

SAN FRANCISCO California—(Weekly Hubris)—February 2019—In honor of Valentine’s Day, a few little snippets about love . . . .


I once thought love was cinemascopic
But, now, I find it quite myopic.
With blurred lines wistfully geotropic
Love’s desperately philanthropic.


I much prefer Eros to Cupid.
The former has muscles.
The latter’s just stupid.

Stupid Cupid.
Stupid Cupid.


When I first met it, Love was a hunter
With whom I played a game of catch or flee.
Now Love’s an old friend and a punter,
Who much prefers a game of wait and see.


Love has wings
It also stings
And often sings
Off key


A prisoner of Love?
I asked.
It can’t be true!
But what a task it was,
At last,
To be free of you.


Love’s not really lost on youth,
It’s more profound with age.
Youthful love’s the spotlight.
Older love’s the stage.


In loving
Is it the mind
Or heart
That can’t
Catch up?


Now and then
I wonder when
I’ll learn to feel
Much less

Helen Noakes is a playwright, novelist, writer, art historian, linguist, and Traditional Reiki Master, who was brought up in and derives richness from several of the world’s great traditions and philosophies. She believes that writing should engage and entertain, but also inform and inspire. She also believes that because the human race expresses itself in words, it is words, in the end, that will show us how very similar we are and how foolish it is to think otherwise. (Author Head Shot Augment: René Laanen.)


  • Ross Konikoff

    Helen, I love this! Despite the excruciating pain of being “traded” in the tenth year of my first forever after, I hung on and things got crazy better than they had ever been! I find love fascinating. I love your Valentine.