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 Sep 2024
Bekah Halle
i hear
the birds fly
overhead,
their chirps, squeaks
and squawks
inviting me
outside
to join the
morning party.
 Sep 2024
Bekah Halle
Take in,
The seed of hope before my eyes,
Widening, new life-filled lungs sigh.
 Sep 2024
Bekah Halle
I just overheard,
A gentleman slip out casually:
“We all have our secrets…” And I paused,
Self-reflectingly,
“Yes, i’spose we do…”
 Sep 2024
Bekah Halle
yesterday, I spied children peeking
through a hole in my fence,
ready with their legs stretching
out to step in, I watched in awe
at their bravery and marvelling,
"how far will they go?"
a far-off voice bellowed, they shifted retracting
and ran off giggling in glee
but I was left stunned thinking;
"When did my curiosity leave me?"
 Sep 2024
Bekah Halle
Can one see beauty in anything?
A stick strewn on uneven grass, in the cool morning?
 Sep 2024
Bekah Halle
And the train pulls out
Of the station,
Taking travellers forward
And leaving others behind.

Depending on the time
Of the day,
This act is done
With little to no sound.

Like a silent movie,
Especially the cool of the morn.
Where are we all going;
Where are we all bound?
 Aug 2024
Bekah Halle
Spring has finally begun,
White cherry blossoms have sprung.
They pepper the sky,
Like candy cane on a high.
My vocals in delight reached out and sung!
 Aug 2024
Bekah Halle
Someone who lives authentically, their true self,
Unafraid of what people think.
 Aug 2024
Bekah Halle
Tic tok;
Seconds, turn into
minutes, stock
up hours through
days,
months, blur into
years.
I have been given life.
Good, bad, joys and tears,
Everything; strife.
Tic Tok,
Strikes the clock of time;
Precious moments
are thus mine.
Tic Tok.
 Aug 2024
Bekah Halle
It always feels
forever out of reach;
the finish line,
that momentous victory speech.
 Aug 2024
Bekah Halle
Death hath befallen us
Of a patient and kind
Resident, curious
She often quietly sat, her mind
Observing, empathising, harmonious.
She now leaves behind
Her memories; ghosts of good times?
 Aug 2024
Bekah Halle
Peace, not position.
Trust, not tyranny.
Freedom, not fear.
 Aug 2024
Bekah Halle
just outside my window,
there is a cacophony of loud;
from teeny tiny insects
to the birds that fly over the ground.
I also hear a labrador bark,
and children screech from being bound.
in play, life outside my window,
step outside, because it will be found!
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