How is it
that the cruelest
silent voices
ring loudest
in the mind?
J. Belle
Poetry – Voices
Poetry – The Cup
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
Poetry – brave
pretend
to be brave
even when
you’re not.
J. Belle
Poetry – The Trek
The wind
was fierce
it blew
with such force
I could barely stand.
I lay down
in the grasses
while it howled
and thrashed
against me.
I called out
to the clouds
until my voice
ran hoarse
my mouth dry.
Invigorated
rejuvenated
and ready
for the long trek
home.
J. Belle
Poetry – I am here
I can feel
the warm sun
through the wool
on my back,
the cool breeze
on my bare face,
taste the salty air
on my tongue.
I feel a refreshing
spray of water
each time I hear
a crashing wave.
I can feel the cold rock
and slick algae
beneath my feet.
I breathe
and exhale…
I am here.
J. Belle
Poetry – the sea
the sound
of the sea
lulls
calm
peaceful
warm
pause
lean inward
foreheads rest
together
toes dig
gently
into the sand
breathe
in unison
listen
to the low
vibration
to that
quiet joy
within.
J. Belle
Poetry – whispers
Can you hear
me whisper
into the thought
of your ear?
J. Belle
Poetry – me
I am what I am
but only I can be me.
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
Jacqueline Belle Poems 
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