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

Explore the work of Jacqueline Belle: poet, author and multimedia creator.
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

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

Up I go
dreaming
smell the rain
honey on my heart
a thousand delightful
reminders
of you.
J. Belle

You can not
control who
your heart
loves…
and sometimes
your heart
will just
be broken
always
and forever.
J. Belle 🤍

Pieces
are missing
but a full heart
all the same.
J. Belle

It’s simple
to just stand here
watching
the sun rise
over the rooftops
Reaching for that
first golden ray
it warms my skin
I look down
onto the street below
there he is
stirring up
the last
of the morning mist
Such pleasure
to be quiet
in the first
morning light.
J. Belle


She whispered cautiously
into the ear of time…
take me with you,
she breathed.
Time sat down beside her
and gently caressed her thigh…
move as I flow, my love,
and you will never be left behind.
J. Belle

There comes a time
when you must let
the west wind
blow all your stress
and worries away.
Breathe deeply
and start again.
J. Belle
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