red poppy song

mmmm

I am totally mesmerised…..an emotional conjuring. xx

God that was beautiful, so descriptive and accessible. Maybe the tattoo is not the ink.

its funny, I have been dreaming about all my past boyfriends this week and its unusual… perhaps its to do with Beltaine…

This was wonderful Bell. x

beautiful but poignant all the same….loss comes by many names…

Is it worth learning a language that can only be spoken with one other?

There is wisdom, self knowing, in that last paragraph which made me smile.

In a certain light, I can still read you on my body…that is just sublime Bell. The entire piece is so haunting, filled with longing for a lost dream, exquisitely painful. And profoundly true and beautiful. xo

im liking the idea of releasing darkness…thanks so much for that bit of inspiration I might just use it if you dont mind :)

your words are so haunting and deeply emotional…beautiful writing…

Physically affected by an emotional condition… emotionally affected by a physical condition…I’ve caught your sickness…here, lie on this tapis, the poppy will help you forget.

When is it going to end?

When am I going to be emotionally conditioned enough, to not get goosebumps when I experience the world through your eyes?

Bell-you’re not a writer, you’re one of Dickens ghosts, from “A Christmas Carol”, visiting me often, scooping me up and placing me slap bang in the middle of living, breathing, sliver of time.

No comments – just my compliments.
Kudos for that.

It is harder at times than others to release the darkness that engulfs… an amazing piece as ever Bell… beautiful with a deep sigh of sadness x

dam!! In my eyes… that was just perfect!!

Enchantingly exquisite, you’ve taken us to the inner sanctum of memories. With out judgement or criticism, only true emotions

gorgeous writing, so emotive and sensual…and longingly beautiful.

wow, so perfect and so succinct. As you said, harder than it seems to release it. beautiful

This is really fantastic. It made me feel something, not sure exactly what. But the fact is I felt it. great stuff.

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brilliant – love how the specfic itemised facts are unique, but the emotions beneath are completely universal

oh my pagan girl…
your words breathe life and colour and heart into the whispers of everything left unsaid in the shadows. light and dark, tender and bruise… you manage to cup and articulate the pain and joy of regeneration with such a deft touch. this reached deep into my belly, where the shadows are, and scattered a few poppies about… though i don’t know if i’ll visit their garden often. i’ll know they’re there and maybe that will be enough.
i adore this piece bell. it is vibrant with grief and hope. happy hallowe’en my girl xxx

Excellent

gorgeous… beautiful refrain. Melancholy and sweet.

BELLISSIMO! LOVE AND LOSS IS LIKE THAT SOMETIMES!!

so beautiful, such an ache, i know x

soulful beautiful work… wonderful images underpinned by deep strong undercurrents.

pass the whisky….I need a little nip after reading this to steady my heart….beautiful writing can do that to me…X

your words always wrap themselves around me …fighting them is futility…............b

Oh….the ending is like the beginning. It comes full circle, emotions dance inside the circle like black flames….Your words are always so delectable for me, I don’t know why. x

This is so wonderful!! Hauntingly beautiful!

This gave me goosebumps, wonderfully written. xo

You almost made me cry… or maybe I’m about to cry. So much emotion, life, love, sadness, passion… love it! really nice…

oh wow, you touch the emotional response through your sensory language. Very good writing!