Poetry – too… anything

my mind

memory & heart

have always been

my greatest strengths

but also my downfall

they are all too big

too strong

too much

but someday

I will find a place 

where I am not

too… anything. 

where

I am

what I am.

I look forward 

to that day. 

J. Belle

Image by Timo Masri

Poetry – grapefruit

in the early

morning hours

i sit quietly

sip my coffee

let my eyelids droop

as I breathe in

the scent of coffee

lick the juice

of fresh fruit

from my lips

savour

the sun’s rays

as it warms my skin

I smile to myself

a perfect start

to my day…

J. Belle

Image by Timor M.

Poetry – my mind

my mind

sits quietly

still amongst

the silence

i listen

take it all in

savour it

I hear

the wind

in the trees

rain upon

the window

I sip my coffee

rest my head back

against the chair

this is sunday morning.

J. Belle 

Image by Jacqueline Belle

Poetry – Things I know

sometimes

you hear things

see things

and think

gosh, I wish

that was for me

but then

reality stands 

in front of you

and tells you

very clearly

it is not

so, you just 

stand there

close your eyes

and take it all in

the sun

the breeze 

and the silence.

J. Belle 

Image by Gia Oris

Poetry – whisper

whisper to me

in the early

morning light

but as the sun sets

in the evening

just stand with me

and soak it all in… 

J. Belle 

Image by Kat Kelly

Poetry – sing softly

sing softly into my ear 

sweet river

share your wisdom

as you flow

the secrets of the banks

you pass 

all of it

wash over me 

i open my arms

and receive you

J. Belle 

image by Peng Yang

Poetry – flow

my body

undulates

with your

current 

sweet river

take me

with you

to the place

your waters

flow…

J. Belle

image by Makayla Larner

Poetry – to be safe…

I felt safe

calm, quiet

peaceful

near you

and in

this world

that is

precious

I try not

to ask

for more

Instead

I will sit

with the feeling

a moment…

J. Belle

Image by Kinga Howard

Poetry – yellow like the sun

i dreamt of you

in the silence

of slumber

last night

i twirled

amongst

the trees

danced

in the freshly

fallen snow

i looked into

your joyful eyes

my cheeks rose

broadening smile

i closed my eyes

turned toward

shining sun

i stood

savouring

the moment

J. Belle

Image by Timon Studler

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