Tag Archives: Death

Possess Me

Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Sometimes it grips me, capturing me quickly with no time to breathe, left with the air taken from my lungs, I’m caught. More often I’m left behind, forgotten and uncaught wishing the heavy hands of time would whisk me away, closing my weary eyelids with relief. Sometimes I fight the alluring hands, desiring to stay [...]


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Broken Body

Posted on 05. Apr, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Hands rush to her chest, placed perfectly; one on top of the other, she begins to move. Strong hands push down, forcefully on her heart, releasing it before its crushed; eyes capture her face, waiting for a response, a sign from above. A blank canvas sorrowful eyes, an outraged moment; hands rush to her chest, [...]


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A Soldier

Posted on 03. Feb, 2010 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

I feel alone, small and fragile, my red hot salty tears drip, drip, drip, drip from my eyelids down my cheeks past my parted lips trickling over my jawbone, disappearing– I am alone, delicate and broken, my old, once red hot tears have fallen, like brave soldiers– I am afraid, afraid of solitude, unaccompanied like [...]


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Their Love

Posted on 23. Nov, 2009 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Her eyes droop and close, a ragged cough, a forced breath– her frail hand, worn and beautiful clasps his, in hers a practiced movement; laced fingers, slotting together like old puzzle pieces– his lips move, but he does not speak, their hands gripping one another tighten briefly– her eyelids half-open, lips part, unsteady breathing louder [...]


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Nothing At All

Posted on 19. Nov, 2009 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Death is nothing at all; we are merely in different rooms, I still see you, you still see me, if we look within. Death is not our final goodbye, we part now, two separate paths. Do not cry for me, I am still with you; do not think we shall not meet again, our paths [...]


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A Photograph of Her

Posted on 15. Nov, 2009 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Memories fade despite your wish for it to be fresh and new, wishing and wanting sometimes isn’t enough, memories fade, I find your image no longer as vivid in my mind, I see you only just, I’m forced to stare at pictures of you to simply remind myself to refresh my memory, that you were [...]


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Grandpa’s Goodbye

Posted on 15. Nov, 2009 by Olivia Bell in Uncategorized Poetry

Lowered into the ground, left to rest in peace, forget the troubling past years, moving on, leaving us behind. Slowly we walk away, back to the cottage, we look and stare at the reminders of everything you left behind. It looks just like you left to go shopping, instead we know you won’t return to [...]


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