How is it
that the cruelest
silent voices
ring loudest
in the mind?
J. Belle

Explore the work of Jacqueline Belle: poet, author and multimedia creator.
How is it
that the cruelest
silent voices
ring loudest
in the mind?
J. Belle

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

Can you hear
me whisper
into the thought
of your ear?
J. Belle

There is a
subtle sadness
in the ability
to remember
fine details
over long periods
of time…
J. Belle

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