for every one who has come and gone for all the songs left unsung for all the hours left and the years ahead may we walk with tenderness no word left unsaid
emotional being
When enraged I engage with the deepest part of me. I relax I clap back My range: infinity. I sing songs loud and long passion cuts through the air. I yell sharp I cry soft I fall fast—it’s that I care. I debate at the table stalwart in my resolve. My perspective crystalizing— I’m emotionally …
water & earth
I am drawn to the water Like a pianist to keys I run after ripples And chase down the seas My body becomes me I feel every wave Of emotion descending Buoyantly grave I hear springs teeming Their echoes besiege A forest, a meadow I follow, at ease A wind sweeps a song A faint …
March
And she walked. She walked away, and kept walking. Back to the riverbed and the forest and the trees that healed her. Held her. Back to facing the sunshine and the air outside, holding her lens — her sword and shield. And she listened. She listened to the sounds of possibility. They were everywhere. She …
Woman, Rise.
A poem to celebrate, commiserate, and commemorate the emotional capacity of a woman -- all of which is sometimes encountered by her in a single day. -bnb I am shaken.I am stirred.I am awake.I am learned.I am hungry --never full.I am fiery --never cool. I feel restless.I feel wired.I feel needless.I feel tired.I feel reckless.I …
The girl in the mirror
The girl in the mirror She’s not just you of yesterday The girl who’s insecure Who’s not all that sure Who can’t imagine what will come tomorrow The girl in the mirror She’s not just you of now The girl with the smile With a love of all things wild With a love for a …
Bethany N. Bella 