Welcome to our web site. Herein you’ll find the selected writings of site owner/author/editor, Helga Ross, along with those of her recommended fellow writers/poets. You’ll find links to their writing sites and other fascinating and useful literary resources.
Canadian author/poet, Helga Ross, loves the well-written word and loves to write her own; derives great pleasure from great literature, art and life, and the great outdoors. She expresses herself through an eclectic writing repertoire of material, style and form. This last year, however, has been her literary turning point: She's 'discovered' poetry in a big way. Now, poetry is her passion and focus. Thanks to the example and encouragement of fellow Canadian, Poet/Sonneteer, Richard Vallance, she's keen to work primarily with the challenge and discipline of the Sonnet format and its variations.
For Helga, the theme is 'Passion' in the broadest sense. She believes and illustrates in her writing: "The creative mind plays with the objects it loves".
- Carl Jung
Her poetic voice is playful, provocative, uplifting. Her serious pieces conclude on a positive note; reflect her approach to life:
"Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for."
— Ray Bradbury On the key to success.
Prix Poesie's laissez-faire Faire Award, April 2004.
Poetry selections published in Sonnetto Poesia Vol.3 no.2 Spring 2004
David Coyote's Den - Guest Poet Page
Guest Poet - Helga Ross
Author/Poet/Editor: Sara Russell
Web Site: Poetry Life & Times
Poetry Life & Times
December 2004 Issue features Interview
with Helga Ross
A Sonnet Sampling
The serious side:
Words, choose them well, so much power is there
to move when moved we sound, script on a page
winnow a whine; speak with voice of the sage,
fine wine our linguistic grapes, we who care.
Let us speak for those who cannot speak, dare
revive lives forestalled and hopes failed and rage
away that the pain we convey we assuage;
surrender our laments, dispel despair.
They’d have made the music we must find
to fashion; reclaim the dance, their passion
lost to the past, as our presence demands.
Words, an art we employ with skills entwined.
Wound of rapier's thrust, whisper's compassion.
We parry the point. So, conscience commands.
© Helga Ross 2004, 2005
The light side:
"I have something to say..."
I'm No Critic - I Script!
Blather has us in a dither these days
and miseries pile up in syllables,
as bleat and prattle, gush and babble pays:
Craft is nonsense non-sentence canticles!
Would I fabricate for dubious fame?
Script with love of it, or spoil the words knit,
play the times, our state of mind a fool’s game!
I'll scratch my itch my way: Will you acquit?
I have something to say, let it find me,
find the way, the hope, you'll want or need hear
so that pleasing your ears plies fantasy;
You'll care what I say because I'm sincere.
I write to be read, not just for today –
But, long gone, known that I’ve been as I say.
© Helga Ross 2003, 2005
Prix Poesie's laissez-faire Faire Award, April 2004, Helga Ross