Paul Bell : Writing

Calendar Girls.

Calendar Girls.

A Poem by Paul Bell


January’s woman melts the snow.February’s woman is good to goMarch she blows like the windAprils woman is sad then warmingly gladMay the s..
The Grey Lady.

The Grey Lady.

A Poem by Paul Bell


He watched her walking through the nightInto the darkness of lifeTo the ever changing daysShe glanced with the words trailingYou can’t see meIn ..
Forever Young.

Forever Young.

A Poem by Paul Bell


Some guys just want you for sexAnd I can see thatBut I really think that would be doing you an injusticeI want to know the real youAnd who knows, mayb..
The Little Yellow Pill.

The Little Yellow Pill.

A Poem by Paul Bell


A little bit of hash aint no trashMother needs that little yellow pill to keep her stillL. S.D it just doesn’t agreeFather works so hard, I find..
Shirley Girl

Shirley Girl

A Poem by Paul Bell


Shirley girl its been a thrillLet me introduce you to BillHe has a dog called JetHe’s a solid betYou’re dumping me after an hourOne hourSi..
Crimson Blue.

Crimson Blue.

A Poem by Paul Bell


It started on Crimson blueThe ocean touching youYour body free from soulInviting colours noYou see his eyes undress, caressYou shy away, temptedCasual..
The Old Soldier

The Old Soldier

A Poem by Paul Bell


The picture stared down at the old manGood times, friends for lifeThe decomposing body was in its second year nowThe dust and webs had cloaked him lik..
The Dark Days

The Dark Days

A Poem by Paul Bell


He saw her through the dark daysIt took timeBut time was all he hadThe battle, he was winningHe could plan the futureSmall stepsBut steps nonetheless ..
Marie.

Marie.

A Poem by Paul Bell


My Marie, wasted so much time watchingSat behind your image, I always wonderedType me another picture, so I can look inside your headReach the final t..
Little Mo.

Little Mo.

A Poem by Paul Bell


So strange, it was dark in the white roomPeople pondered over marshmallow figures all stood in a straight lineThat one at the end, it has eyesSo it ha..