songs of spine & salt

“brush my hair aside
trace your lips along my spine
& read the stories in my bones”

Fuck – that is brilliance…....the stories in your bones….my gods woman, YES YES YES…...

this is a fav as you are XOXOXO so damn much to absorb…..LOVE IT….

i love your philosophy .. it will make you feel lighter ..

remember, they were drawn to you also because you had a message/lesson for them :)

xx

ha !!

i was once a red haired witch with a clenched fist :)

i can assure you they will feel this way .. if not now .. some day .. here or thereafter :)

oh bell…........ you are indeed delicious…...... and so is this….... that you now see lessons and maybe even joy in what was past is a hard earned gift…........... thank you for sharing your mind and body with us…......................................b

Wrist bone…
Scent…Stella McCartney and Patchouli Oil…
Song…Seductress of Bums…
You remember me?

Haha…what a stunning piece of writing…you are on fire girl xx

left handprints on my thighs
& smelled of leather, & lemon, & lust

Ahhhhhhhhhh, just so damned fine! Just a great tribute to an incredible past, present, and future of an amazing woman!

Bell i love this sooo much , such a delicate and delirious way to put forth your heart feelings and memory imprints…. I love your mind baby and I can hear the music…. xxoo L

Amazing writing, so powerful and emotive.

It’s not that I’m speechless…it’s that I can’t find words good enough to describe this….If there’s one thing I love about being a reader, it’s finding wisdom in words that makes me nod, makes me understand, makes me feel a twist of pride in my stomach to know that the writer of those words is out there, is amazing.

absolutely beautiful dear Bell…’choose your scent

write your song

& leave it on my skin’

i love those lines

I really enjoyed reading this. The way you managed to create such specific, unique imagery for every experience was very impressive.

Truly beautiful words…fantasic writing…as usual :)

oh oh oh deliecious. love the ending.

excellent work love it well done

it’s something really special this

I just had to read this again and say “Ooooh you fine woman you!”

“this freckle against my rib
she won me with sarcastic German
and medieval hair
she laughed when I tasted of grapes
& said I scowled like a gorgon
but never at her”
and
“Tequila lives here, by this scar
on my hip
she threw me against the wall
& finally pounced
then the next day proposed marriage
to a dull boy with black eyes
& no idea”

oh what delightful imagery all these beautiful words conjure up.
love all this to bits!! ;-) xox

Fantastic. Not a word out of place and so many pearls on the string.

Love the imagery, especially the inviting finish. Well done.

This is now my most favourited piece of writing, and the pleasure this gives me is extraordinary. There tends to be a darkness in much of my work, given my past, so to see such a hopeful and joyous flow of words gather such favour, helps me to realise that letting the light in isn’t necessarily as daunting as I thought.

And to realise that there’s still room and reason for more songs to be written on my body….feels pretty damn good also.

Thanks to everyone for your support and encouragement.

brush my hair aside
trace your lips along my spine
& read the stories in my bones

this’ so beautiful … and such sensory images melding story and body – story becoming body – body becoming story …........ storying bodies tis one of the most beautiful things eh! specially when you realise there is space for layers of stories xjm

this is beautiful …..

This is phenomenal. See what happens little bell? when I bide my time ingesting your words? one piece at a time, thinking its the best way to savor something gorgeous? I read something like this at an unexpected time of day when ordinary things are being played out around me – and then goosebumps rise on my flesh, I taste the bitter and the sweet, roll it across my senses, and the rest of my day pales by comparison…

blowing you a kiss across the ocean

beautiful & emotive, the smells & tastes – just fantastic

Beautiful.I had to read it three times and it still lingers-bouncing around in my head.

Bell, this poem has just germinated and taken root in my sensorium. I think it’s there for good.

absolutely beautiful…a fine piece of work…absolutely enjoyed it

Beautiful words, which sank in and left me holding my breath.

It’s good to share, to gain some resolve and relief yourself …and giving others the pleasure, and the pain…and understanding & experience from your own..

wow lady…

b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l! again fantastic.

I love the raw and multi-textured journey you’ve taken this reader on. What a treat to have so many senses awakened – the incorporation of food in this piece is genious. Beautiful

SO sensual; brilliant! And – I’m suddenly quite hungry!

this is good, can’t believe i didn’t notice it before now…

it made the little hairs on my arm stand up -because… it is just sooooo .. hm. so real. ugh. i hate having to learn the lesson, but we dont have to hold on to the pain to hold on to the memory. i’m hoping as the days and weeks go by, the ‘scent of pears’ will wear away as well.

damn those pears!

awe… have to read it a couple of times before I even know what to say….....

Oh that’s lovely. So intimate and visual, delicate and striking. Wonderful.

You are now one of my favourite bards of prose here!
What an incredible piece of writing.. I’m off to read more of your work :)

now THIS is what love is…and it’s beautiful

I think Dorothy Parker would fall in <3>

you understand

wow, i love your talent, food for the soul

this is amazing, amazing, poetry and so beautiful—what a spread for the senses and the ending is such a beautiful aha moment. :)

yeah, i love when a poem leads us to self discovery…sometimes, i think poems like that seem to write themselves, and they just come together so perfectly… :)

oh wow this is amazing! absolutely beautiful i want to read it over and over again.

another lovely capture in words, bellmusker. I do so enjoy where your words take me swimming in all the sensual detail.

Such a wonderful piece of writing – I was so engrossed in it, when I finished I had this urge to examine my body to see if I could also find traces… Maybe they’re not just in our memory ;) Love it :)

Holy Mole.. I am speechless.. your amazing. how come I never saw you till today??? Wow wowo wow.. What PJ said ..what everyone else said and here is what i will say..
I melted ..literally into every tiny crevice of your verse.. I felt serges of kindness…and a prick of memory..
this lower rib, if you lean in
still smells of the ocean
of a blue eyed boy with
dirty laugh & carnal wrists
who let me lick the salt from his skin
& still reads every word
Wheww glorious.. glorious feelings you have evoked from this somtimes in need of the sweet verse woman..
thank you so much.

Sigh. Wish I had something more clever to say to you beautiful Bell… words like this are impossible to step to… double sigh ;) xox