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Helen Eccles
Helen is a retired librarian. She has one husband, two children and a Dachshund dog. Retirement has given Helen more time to walk her dog, which shows no more enthusiasm for this activity than she does. Helen also has more time for reading, writing, and visiting gardens. She enjoys being a member of a writing group and reading her work to various clubs and societies. She was runner-up in the Spring artsextra short story competition with her story The Man Who Looked Like Dylan Thomas.
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The Chocolate Shop by
Helen Eccles
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A chocolate shop
In La Rue Bonbon;
An old cobbled street
Where soldiers died.
Sunlight spatters
The gable walls,
And a sparrow
Drops in the heat.
By the church of the SacrΓ© Coeur
The Virgin statue stands,
Sightlessly staring
At the sleepy street.
Heeds not the tolling
For war or peace.
Sees not the sparks from
Marching feet,
And the little sparrow dies.
Comes Madame Trufflette,
And little Yvette
All perfume, frills and bows,
Bowed into the shop,
Of the chocolat
By the simpering Monsieur Limoges.
Violet Creams, Lavender Dreams,
Ribbon bound in a silver box.
The shrieking shells, and crack of guns -
Just the rattle of coins
On the counter top.
The pretty shop is a chocolate box,
All black and white,
With gilded chairs.
Fine ladies gloat, and flounce and preen,
And satin shelves show off the wares.
The mud and glory was just a dream,
And the little sparrow soars.
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