Poetry – free falling

It has lived

inside of me

for so many years…

I fall backward 

free falling

into the story

inside myself…

time distorts 

stretching

folding

in on itself

I almost

nearly

feel whole…

J. Belle 

Image by Elise Wilcox

Poetry – Raindrops

a long awaited rain

trickles down

my forehead

water puddles

around my feet

scent of soil

and flowers

fills my senses

I close my eyes

sit down next to you

enjoying the rain

in that special place

inside my mind

where only you & I

can go together

it’s calm

for a moment…

J. Belle

Image by Jacqueline Belle

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