Poetry – …love…

There are

many forms

of love.

Sometimes

it isn’t romantic.

It’s simply

connection

trust

and respecting

someone 

so deeply

it becomes confusing 

and hard to find the

appropriate words

or actions

to express oneself. 

J. Belle

Image by Fran

Poetry – weary

I grow weary

of the silence voices

that echo

inside my mind.

They judge me

mock my ideas

cliticize my actions

devalue my worth.

Everything I do

comes genuinely

from the heart

& I value that

about myself.

So, I’m just going to

keep doing

what I do best…

being me.

J. Belle

Image by Priscilla Du Preez

Poetry – sip

Shadow caresses

the edge of sorrow

Light trickles down

into the bowl of hope

Sip from the cup of life

really taste it

the sweet

and the bitter

filling your belly

with resilience.

J. Belle

Image by Ian Keefe

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