I am what I am
but only I can be me.
J. Belle
Poetry – me
Poetry – thoughts
Cool against my temple
my mind sways
to the rhythm of my breath
Thoughts churn
and tumble tenderly
waiting to escape
J. Belle
Poetry
Birds chirp
wings beating
in the air
a chorus
of frogs below
squirrels chitter
wind rustling
through
last years leaves
reaching out
warm sun
cool breeze
firm yet sways
smooth papery
to touch
yet rough
against
my forehead
pause…
a moment.
J. Belle
Poetry – heartache
Sometimes
heart ache
consumes
so intensely
the only respite
is nature.
J. Belle
Poetry – a piece
long lines
gentle curves
slow breath
waters ripple
that’s all
… just a piece
of a poem
a moment.
J. Belle
Poetry – wildflowers
Each petal
a memory
soft
and supple
inhale
each scent
hear them
rustle
in the breeze
I want to lay
among
the wildflowers
basking
in their memory
their moment
filling my senses
my mind
my heart
the depths
of what
makes me
me
J. Belle
Poetry – you are alive
Breathe deeply
taste the coolness
of the air
chin tilts upward
skin tingles
nipples reach
toward the sun
skin exposed, hairs lifted
tongue slides outward
dampness on your lips
the mind drops down
through your body
cold stone
beneath your feet
moist soft soil
between your toes
it fills your senses
grasses brush against
the bareness of your legs
a reminder
you are alive.
J. Belle
Poetry – Reminders of you
Up I go
dreaming
smell the rain
honey on my heart
a thousand delightful
reminders
of you.
J. Belle
Poetry – always & forever
You can not
control who
your heart
loves…
and sometimes
your heart
will just
be broken
always
and forever.
J. Belle 🤍
Poetry – memories
There is a
subtle sadness
in the ability
to remember
fine details
over long periods
of time…
J. Belle
Jacqueline Belle Poems 
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