Helen Crutchett Biography

Restless spirits wrap cobweb
threads of endearing sonnets,
capturing words of soothing soliloquy
beyond the sound of silence.
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come.... sit with the beloved in the garden
of tranquillity......
where nature's essence flows
like the ancient Nile
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I am the weaver of your dreams
the gypsy in your soul seeking
revolutionary paths
I am the gentle breeze beneath your wings
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A frenzied surge adds brilliance to my canvas,
new brushes sweeping sweet abandon
paint thick from nature's paintbrush
ready for a renaissance
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A special day they say...
with flowers and verses delivered
sexy cards with sweet nothings.
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