This Is Me

If you are a regular returner to my website you may be wondering where I have been recently. Let me stop you there, don't panic! I am still writing, working and creating! I do however have a whole new life changing achievement! I am expecting a little baby boy in fifteen days! I am going to be a mummy. I haven't posted very much about it because for those of you who are on here for my writing, which I assume is most of you, I would not like to bombard you with my baby thoughts and trust me it is the main focus of my life at the moment. I am currently 37 weeks and 5 days pregnant. The pregnancy has been generally good for me; my first trimester was the best as I didn't suffer from morning sickness so I just spent it enjoying my news and decorating my new house with my partner ready for his arrival. The second trimester was one of the scariest moments of my life when I was home alone and I started bleeding heavily. I was convinced I was losing him and was in the worst state ...

It's not you that I am afraid of. Or your words. Or violence. It's not your face that frightens me, Or your world, Or beliefs. It's not what you love that worries me, Or who, Or lack of. It's not you that frightens me at all. Just death, And his ability. In comparison to yours. Because why should I fear you, Or your words, Or violence. When death can take everything, Like my love, And my life. So why should you scare me? Ever today, Or tomorrow. When this could be my last sentence. Right now, Or never. Boneata Bell 2014

I'm running to you,                                  but you can't see me. I'm asking for you,                                 but you can't hear me. I'm stalking you,                                but you're hiding from me. And you're running to me,                               but I'll never reach you. By Boneata Bell 2014

With white ribbons in her hair And black shoes upon her feet, She danced to love graceful Under masculine heat.   Being one lost in love, And love lost in one, She nuzzled his neck and  Kissed him to belong…   With bracelets so bright Under disco light shine, Scarlet spotted him close, Her heart out of time.   Falling then hard, Then Falling so strong… She found that love witnessed Was love once then gone.   Then after a moment, She saw a lifetime Realisation a thief, Love being the crime.   She found sooner then, how Love lingers in time, She stole him in life But she lost him In rhyme.   Boneata Bell