My tremble is not fear.
Sad I gaze at you,
Come toward you,
Unseeing
My eyes can’t move.
Heavy my limbs,
Cease before you,
Empowering
My weakness not yours
Light my bones
Glass between us,
Shattering
Bleed.
~Belinda~
poem
This Divide
I can find no word, here,
In answer to the call I never understand.
For life is lost
Love is found
Becoming unknown to ourselves.
I answer no more
Questions I pose myself
Still I ask of thee,
Conquer this divide.
Belinda
Sleeping Stars
The dances of sprinklings of stardust
Strung together, then torn back apart
Here into the spaces, invisible places
Shape shift into all that we are
Inside the time and the ripples,
There’s magical spell that releases
Of ebbing and flowing, the knowing grows glowing,
Re-birthed into rhythms afar, we sleep.
IW
~Idiot Writing~ 