Poetry – beauty

caress me softly

sweet breeze

upon my face

this one swollen tear

rolls slowly

gently

down my neck

Let the things

I can not control

flow through my hair 

into the wind

behind me

Restoring calm

breathing in

the beauty

around me

J. Belle

Ink drawing by Jacqueline Belle

Poetry – I sit

I sit

at my window

watching

the snow fall

on the city below

there’s a

softness

about the morning

all the edges

blurred

there’s comfort

in knowing

that the harshness

of the night

worn smooth

the morning sigh

caresses

my cheeks

& forehead

I am left

breathless

J. Belle

image by Kate Williams

Poetry – Roots

Sometimes

we need to stop

and stand still

for a few moments. 

Stretching downward

allowing your roots

to push deeper, wider

become stronger.

Only then can you

reach out with stability

and upward

without limits.

Smile, relax

and enjoy

the growth. 

J. Belle 

Jacqueline Belle

Poetry – Aurora

I lay flat in the cold…

a road made of ice.

Looking up into the darkness

as luminescent colours

dance above me.

Reaching up my arms,

tracing the colours

with my fingertips.

Painting the sky

and my mind with magic.

J. Belle

photo by Jacqueline Belle

Poetry – calm

…that wonderful time 

in the evening

when I can sit

in a comfy chair

with a mug of tea

some relaxing music

let all the thoughts

inside my mind

slosh & slide around

until they finally settle

in all the right cracks

and crevasses. 

J. Belle

Image by kira-auf-der-heide

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