Paul Bell : Writing

Bloodless

Bloodless

A Poem by Paul Bell


The blade cut deepShe died laughingDeath was a reliefUnlike her lifeRiddled with betrayalHe noticed no blood flowing from her hateful bodyHe was alway..
The Honey Trap.

The Honey Trap.

A Poem by Paul Bell


I saw the partial tattoo, entaShe looked the partWas this the honeytrapWas it my timeHer name was JillLike mine was BillPart of the thrillWe lied unti..
The Two Faces Of War.

The Two Faces Of War.

A Poem by Paul Bell


The rain washed the blood awayAnd for a time I became human againChildren with dead eyesPlay amongst corpses rotting in the morning sunA father prays ..
Assassinated.

Assassinated.

A Poem by Paul Bell


The newspaper blew in a twisting fashionStopping only to hug the wallThe words jumped outAssassinatedThe night already blackSuch an important manPeopl..
The Final Goodbye

The Final Goodbye

A Poem by Paul Bell


She watched him sleeping, wonderingWhen did she stop loving himWas it gradualDid she ever love himCould she love anotherHer mind was made upShe would ..
Teddy

Teddy

A Poem by Paul Bell


It was never about the teddy bearIt just sits thereWell actually, It lies thereHave you ever noticed that about teddy’sThey always lie at 45 to ..
First Cut.

First Cut.

A Poem by Paul Bell


She needed the loveLike the stars needed the skyThe trees needed the rainThe passion would come laterAlways laterShe bled, like women doSometimes free..
Colours.

Colours.

A Poem by Paul Bell


She wore blue tights on the MondayTuesday it was greenBright orange on the WednesdayThursday it was creamI predicted black for the FridayShe wore trou..
The Tortoise.

The Tortoise.

A Poem by Paul Bell


Fun for all.
Lost Eyes

Lost Eyes

A Poem by Paul Bell


Somewhere down the line, her hair was blondNow the black roots showed the aging woman I knew so wellShe still had that dignified hatred etched into he..

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