Triplets // Helen Crook

Sistas from other mistas,

Bickering, burping and belting out songs.

Never have I felt more comfortable with a group of people!

Friends who have turned into family, and emotions that have filled me to the brim and overflow constantly! 


The Adventure of You // Beth Morley

-to a best friend-

canvas adventures of musical nights, hazy moments of smokey times. when wHispering turns into giggles and higher they climb.

midnight adventures green in the dark, hills and woods you can tEll apart. a guide in the night by a vodka-filled heart.

sombre adventures induced by tears, a sadness we can only share. eLevating a friendship further it dares.

engine adventures closing the distance, spontanEous visits and summer heat. a house becomes a home, a new family to meet.

adventures of love we both find, questioNing how much it will cost? a shoulder, a hug you offer, I boast.

adventures of laughter closing our days, opening the door to the future ahead. a bond, a tie you offer, things that should never go unsaid!

adventures of a friendship, quite unlike anything that has ever existed.

Beth Morley


An Insignificant Splash // Beth Morley 

The pebble smoothed out by the pressures of “no’s” and “no one heard you”, 

A smoothness that creates a glaze of complete perfection. 

But a glaze is only a glaze. 

The pebble is placed amongst rocks, boulders, mountains,

The pebble is a speck, faded by the blanket of the clouds.

And a speck is only a speck.

Does anyone hear the pebble when it’s engulfed by the waves? Where the rock makes a splash, everyone knows complete awe. 

Forever Means Forever // Helen Crook

Have you ever found someone who knows you better than you know yourself?

Someone you confide in, laugh with, cry with, and who you know if you ever lost you would be forever falling into a hollow miserable abbyss?

It may sound sad but actually it’s comforting, to have someone you can call your twin and know you’re closer than any biological twins could ever be!

Never have I had such a friend until now, and honestly now I feel more grounded, happy, confident, beautiful (only because she tells me every single day) and complete.

I wish I deserved her, and I pray I’m as much of an important person to her as she is to me, although I don’t think it’s possible. Because she is my rock. My gorgeous, protective, caring, loving, funny, intelligent, brilliant rock!

My bestie twin forever. And forever means forever.

Beauty // Helen Crook

To me beauty is not something to can see, it’s something you feel.

When I am with my favourite few, I feel their beauty eminate out of them:
Chloe – my wonderful cackler, who’s just the most gorgeous being
Becca – my sensible guider, who is so unbelievably awesome and stunning
Tom – my political sensitive soul, who I will protect to my dying day
Biggs – my bestie (who got me though maths A-level) who thinks too little of himself and who I wish could see how amazing he truly is
Nash – my aggressively generous friend, who will ALWAYS catch me when I fall
Hannah – my crazy hoarder, who makes my baby brother so happy and so whole, it just fills me with joy to call her family

Alex  – my baby brother, who I have such a wholesome realtionships with, all other siblings are jealous, which makes me smug, no lie. Stronger than he thinks, handsome and funny, he is going places in life. My main cub.

And of course Beth, my wonderful twin, the Paula to my Rebecca, the light of my life and my rock, who tells me my beauty also shines out of me, which is all I need to hear ❤

I love them all so much.

To define beauty I wish you could meet these people, for together they form the perfect definition.

Friendship // Helen Crook

I love my friends as they make me strong, they help me see the beauty in myself and I need that.

Sometimes I feel weak, sometimes I feel down, sometimes I wonder why I’m here, sometimes I think I am hideous, sometimes I think I am not worth the time of others, sometimes I think I’m too loud, and sometimes I am sad.

My friends tell me I am strong, they tell me I am their rock and that gives me a reason to stay strong.

My friends tell me I am funny, they tell me I make their lives brighter and that gives me a reason to be bubbly.

My friends tell me I’m here to mother them and guide them, and that give purpose to my life.

My friends tell me I am here for them, and that truly is why I am here.

My friends tell me I am beautiful, and although I don’t believe them, it helps me walk with my chin held high.

My friends tell me I am a personable and approachable person, and that gives me the boost to continue talking to others.

My friends tell me I AM loud, but they love me for it, so I shall continue to shout!

My friends make me happy, and that makes all my worries melt away and so I can carry on barreling through life.

I love my friends as they make me strong, they help me see the beauty in myself and I need that.


The Mane of the Protector // Helen Crook

A lioness is fierce, a lioness is protective, a lioness is loyal, and a lioness always protects her cubs.

My cubs are daring, my cubs are bright, my cubs are gorgeous and my cubs could conquer the world.

A lioness will lead her cubs and gently direct them where they need to go, but also let them learn (and sometimes fail) so they grow to be all that they can be.

My cubs are my life, soul and reason for being, they teach me more that I could ever have imagined. For what would a lioness be without her bundles of joy, giving meaning to her life?
A mane of golden hair, I am that lioness, and I will always protect my cubs.

When does a bird gain it’s wings? // Beth Morley

The blackened words that spread over the page,
leak into the spaces not yet filled by meaning.
My words diminished by your dark totality,
the pure essence of truth you are speaking.

My words are fearful and reluctantly –
protected by the armour of a fettered cage.
Yearning for the oblivion of honesty,
where we can speak from the same coloured page.

The outbursts are unbelievable and
endearing, they are trying to offer a key –
that moulds to the intricacies of my chains and
endeavours to release, captivate me.

My words learning the safety of freedom,
constantly taught by your words – the motivation.
You are slowly releasing my honesty too,
beyond walls that are demolished by you.

Beth Morley

Girls on the Golf Course // Helen Crook

No man will ever know the closeness and love that we share, for we are soulmates, and forever a true family

My girls really know me like no man will ever really know or see

And they will be my girls, for now and forever

As they saved me. From myself and from my demons. And I know always will. Which is what makes them the truest, most beautiful, wonderful, caring.

Helen Crook