Helen Wilson Biography

Alarm bells ring; rats are racing,
Dressing, eating, children-chasing,
Driving, talking, fixing, bunching,
Meeting, typing, number crunching.
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A lizard ironed onto a rock,
Lissom limbs loaded
With cells that feel the earth’s pulse beat…
Lazy lizard; goaded.
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Rainbows transform
Angry sky to revelation;
Highway to hope-lined avenue;
Ordinary day to the dawn of time.
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He wasn’t handsome;
He didn’t look smart.
He didn’t seem wealthy.
He walked without art.
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How-do-you-do, It?
It with a capital I.
I’ve been longing so to meet you,
Now I wonder why.
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