Homer’s (the blind man’s) poetry as seen by helmut s.
All flock to the halls of Zeus
taking up their seats in the colonnades
of polished stone built by Hephaestus for Father Zeus
with craft and cunning.
The gods assemble deep in Zeus’s bunker.
All get their say.
The god of earthquakes listens to hear
the goddess’ housekeeping complains.
Surfing up from the deep sea
Poseidon arrives to join the ranks,
dripping saltwater he takes his seat in their midst
and probes Zeus’s plans:
“Why now great king of lightning,
why summon the gods to council once again?
Troy’s and Achaea’s armies are ready to fight.
Battle is set to burst in flames between
the two teams Whohavehelen and the Whichhavenothelen.”
Hades opens one of the Pullman-suit-cases he brought,
a flood of hundred dollar bills
fresh of the American-made- offset-press in Irak,
…and Athena asking “Paper or plastic
empties shopping bags with CCs from Hongkong
and raw diamonds from the skeleton coast off Namibia,
…as Hera points at the coffers
filled with Jewish treasures from Swiss bank accounts,
which officially never existed…
…while groups of mermaids parade from the ocean’s depth
to the top of Olympus with bullions of gold
from lost treasures, blinking in the daylight…
…Apollo arrives with the fortunes of the holy grail,
he had found on a card table back East.
Zeus, running the show, points
to the foyer of his domicile,
“The betting cages are now open!”
…Helen aka Sunshine
Helen aka Sunshine
The woman from the apartment next door
was calling his name.
Back she was, she was back from
Marina,dealing cards at the cardroom.
Helen wore her work clothes,
an outfit fit to drive any
mortal crazy. A Las Vegas style
skirt, short, white fishnet
stockings over black
pantyhose, little feet in red shoes,
a tight fitting black vest over
a white blouse with a red
A customer gave her a ride home.
“I’m Paris” he introduced himself.
“It was dead!” she said
about the business.
Her friend was gladly driving her,
back and forth, west and east,
south and north.
“I take you any place” Paris said.
The driver was sober, what she was not.
“No card dealing tonight” he said
and she explained that
instead of dealing cards she had been
drinking with the patrons
and her boss liked her much being…
…happy and loving and smiling and silly
entertaining the clientele of which
many came only on account of her.
A kiss from Paris
“I forgot my keys at the card room.”
Helen excused herself
and left but promised to be back.
He heard the car. From the balcony
he saw her on the back-seat necking
with two guys. Five of them together in a
big Lincoln four door sedan.
her mere presents had
created a rise –
ac-dc bird of prey.
…he was by sitting back, cooling off,
making notes to himself in his diary,
…he was by checking his thoughts
about the work sheets qualities,
…he was by sketching all sorts
of scenarios he would apply
at a later time
…he was by creating
a workload of input
he could and would run
through Sophia’s CPU
…he was by mapping out OLE tasks
for which she was
still good enough
the olde goddess de machina.
His gut feeling was “I am tired but might as
well stay up and wait for Helen.”
There was a difference between a value
and a label as the Value=data
and the label=information.
Asking himself, “Why would she come
back in the first place?”
He knew it was better to use a cell
reference rather than an actual value
in a calculation.
“Helen lives here!” he answered.
“Helen knows how I feel about her!”
He knew, that Cell references allowed
that value can be label.
“Helen expects me to stick around
to wait for her return!”
He thinks high on expectations.
was expected to come his way.
The workbook he had made
was to be copied and used
for several restaurant operations.
He felt good about his
accomplishment and even
better thinking about money
promised to him payable
on delivery of this his workbook
later on in the day.