The Forest

This is a poem I wrote several years ago but it just surfaced again unexpectedly, so I thought I would share. In the northernmost territories, where bald eagles circle their prey Smaller birds are stalked in the open sky by men with pellets of clay Grey wolves run in morning packs across the deep and…

These muted days

​Your blankets have been hot-washed, tumbled and donated  and your corner of the kitchen is clear and simply a kitchen corner again,  suitable for the storage  of dustpans and brushes, dinner trays  and a box of emergency toys and crayons for the kids.   You were my baby  and I loved you  and I could…

Learning from loss: a quick catch-up

I’m sorry it has been a little while since I’ve written.  I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and a great New Year!   Our festive period was quite strange and emotional, due to the loss of my grandmother, but we enjoyed family time together and really made the best of it.  Unfortunately on New…

The little one

The little one has mucus gathered at her nose this evening and she lays in my arms unpurring and still, onyx eyes open.   Her tiny animal heart  beats at a speed she surely cannot take for too long.   My fingers touch it, fluttering wildly in the cage of her ribs, beneath her front limbs  when…

A soul day

I have had such a simple, lovely, relaxing day today, watching films with the family, cooking some delicious vegan food and drawing.  This is a portrait I did this afternoon of a civil war soldier (I have a bit of an obsession with history, and with sketching faces!)  It has been so nice to have…

Christmas presence

I just wanted to wish every single one of you a very happy Christmas.  As you know, this is a tough one for us, but we are doing our best to enjoy the season and bask in the warmth of family and friends.   Thank you so much for reading and commenting on Minimal Belle,…