Poetry – time

Photo by Jacqueline 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

Poetry

To love unconditionally doesn’t mean you never scowl it means that even when you look through knitted brows the heart is just as big warm and loving.

Image by Kyle Peyton

Poetry & music

Each note vibrates

through my body.

Flows through

the sadness, the tears.

Sound kindles

the fire within.

It is what

keeps me whole.

J. Belle

mage by Kateryna Hliznitsova Mod by J. Belle

Poetry

There is a great
calamity of ideas
that thrust around
inside my mind.
The trick
is to settle
those thoughts
just enough
to allow them
to flow
in one direction
outward
downward
onto the page
below.

Jacqueline Belle

Photo by Ellie Ellien

West Wind

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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