Paul Bell : Writing

The Bloodline.  (Collab with Dhara Ditzy Kat.)

The Bloodline. (Collab with Dhara Ditzy Kat.)

A Poem by Paul Bell


I don’t understand your families bloodline whatsoever.Why, it’s actually quite straight forward. We descend from the Kong Family which has..
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 ..
The Brits

The Brits

A Poem by Paul Bell


British people hate foreigners.It’s nothing personal.They’re just not British.Brits go abroad to try the local cuisine, and get a heat.Thi..
CV

CV

A Poem by Paul Bell


She was about eighteen he thought.Showing him how to write a CVThis was his new lifeWelcome to itRight Sir, lets get the major stuff down firstWhat wa..
Mr McIntosh.

Mr McIntosh.

A Poem by Paul Bell


Don’t you find Mr McIntosh a bit strange.No, I find him very pleasant, but more than that, he pays his lodgings three months in advance, that ma..
Heading North

Heading North

A Poem by Paul Bell


She’d been raped beforeJust never by proxyThe birds flew southAs the Greyhound bus headed northShe would get it right this timeRip his f*****g h..
Mummy

Mummy

A Poem by Paul Bell


So what’s your excuse for a blind dateMy boyfriend cheated on me, what’s yours.Caught my mum in bed with my girlfriend.Did you say anythin..
Coffee.

Coffee.

A Poem by Paul Bell


I liked her analogyWe were old newsDiscarded and forgottenHopefully never ever to see the light of dayBut here we werePutting that argument to the tes..
The Woman Of God

The Woman Of God

A Poem by Paul Bell


It was the sound of sexSure it wasHe remembered it from a far distant pastHe passed her in the corridor sometimesShe would be good at it, he thoughtTh..
Getting It Off.

Getting It Off.

A Poem by Paul Bell


Can I ask you something.Yeah, sure.Would you say I’m the tear the clothes off sort of woman.What sort of clothes are we talking about.Any clothe..