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I’ve got plenty of ink, it’s my paper that’s shot
I can only write a few words, that’s all I got
Quick to write, slow to understand
I’ve got a fast mind and a slow hand

I had to scratch out some lines
I was trying to find some rhymes
But now it’s over, I think I’m done
Looks like I penned another one
I've been working on my Poet Lament volumes. This is out of #4. Hope you like it.
My bare bones wrapped in a cotton blight,
Warmth clings to forgotten memories tight.
A bitter tongue, smitten by those miserable tones.
My hollow eyes bleed for those comforting woes.
The house stands, white and vacant, a mausoleum in the middle of nowhere. I’m a child again, lost in the dead grass, where no one’s ever really lived.
A crow watches—too **** close—and I can feel it, that cold, relentless weight on my chest. The swings creak, a broken lullaby. Names whispered in the wind, not mine, but they tear through the air like a chain.
I half-return, half-flee, caught in the dark breath of a place that hasn’t let go. The lawn’s dead, the house is dead, and I—am I still breathing?
I always tried to do things best
And try not to follow all the rest
All the dreams that I have thirst
Always seem to go and burst
When I search for my true love
There's always a black cloud above
When I see her come and pass
I will look to see that great ***
As I wonder if her personality fits
Those great and perky beautiful ****
Oh how this black cloud brings the worst of luck, all I can say is what the ****.
slowly the mountains come out of the blue of morning, they regain their face
light bathes them in its milk
I hide in the tall grass like a child
this self expands into the clouds behind the trees
an engulfing joy dissolves words into vowels
everything that exists  is wonder, a forgotten state of matter
time confesses a circle
the circle conjures  an earth so wild
the forest stores its prayers inside moss
the sacred hidden in the most profane  flower
an work of art with unknown author, every atom is colourful
I offer my skin as playground for butterflies
they can feel she's not different from the skin of the earth
some hours are born by the self of rain
I wonder if the wind feels me
like I feel you in blooming nails
Images of Michelle Pfeiffer in Scarface scenes,
An Amy Winehouse in rehab shedding past dreams.
Eyes sharp as glass, mingling with her a blast
Soft spoken lightning, a whisper with heat
Chanel scented poetry walking the street.
A layer of glamour & classic beauty
A cat woman on the prowl another Michelle Pfeiffer movie
Never trust a cutie with the *****
Could star in her own production movie
Strong and mysterious
Getting to know her & not be too serious.
Like Eminem’s Hailie
Purchase her a mockingbird maybe.
Powerful cinematic Theme  Baylee’s persona rings
She’s the Mockingbird that sings beautifully in her own dreams.
Written for Baylee who I met at the Tarzana Treatment Center.
In Venice it’s Oakwood park
Compton it’s Lueders park
The Antelope Valley has the
Shadows

From Venice
To the AV
In Compton
Strategically deploying
Maneuvering women

Now days I wake up to Sin
Daily my story begins

I go straight to the
Spirit praying for
The armor of God
True to myself
Heaven, please let me in
LA county All Star.
A Matisse-painted sky
Dawned this morning,
So that I could peer,
And see, Rembrandt-esk
Trees lining the Murray River
As I crossed that bridge that joins my two towns:
“Twin Cities” Albury and Wodonga.
Banksy’s streetscapes then brought me into reality:
Worktime.
Who paints that?!
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July 2025
HP Poet: Bekah Halle
Age: 40+
Country: Australia


Question 1: We warmly welcome you to the HP Spotlight, Bekah. Please tell us about your background?

Bekah Halle: "I am known at HP as Bekah Halle. My first name is Rebekah, and Halley is my middle name. I am the eldest of two girls, the aunt of three gorgeous girls and the eldest of 20+ cousins.

I am a counsellor and a chaplain for people across all ages. But, in my early career I was a PR & Marketing Consultant for FMCG companies and non-profits.

I am creative and love art, drama, photography, poetry, and music. Recently, I have become more captivated by nature, writing about it and being out in nature."



Question 2: How long have you been writing poetry, and for how long have you been a member of Hello Poetry?

Bekah Halle: "As a child, I used to love writing stories, and poetry later. In some ways you could say poetry found me. In 2012 I had surgery to remove a brain aneurysm and AVM that resulted in a stroke and then being in a 40-day coma. Healing involved many modalities, locations and years and poetry was a way for me to express the things I was thinking and feeling but could not say. I didn't show them to anyone until I completed a MA in Chaplaincy and during the course, there was a reflective writing element to process our journey. During this time I brought my poetry ‘out of the closet’ or into the light, and shared with people and they encouraged me to continue writing. I looked for ways to share my poetry, to get feedback and found HP! And you all have been very encouraging!"


Question 3: What inspires you? (In other words, how does poetry happen for you).

Bekah Halle: "I mostly get inspired by faith and life. I can get a stirring from the Holy Spirit and/or I can be in life and see a moment as special or in a new light and want to capture it in words. I will write, re-write and set it aside or sometimes it comes to me in a flash. The poetry writes me."


Question 4: What does poetry mean to you?

Bekah Halle: "Life. Expression. Hope. Extolling God."


Question 5: Who are your favorite poets?

Bekah Halle: "I studied Samuel Coleridge in High School and still remember his poems today. The Psalmists in The Bible, Emily Brontë, Sylvia Plath, Victor Hugo, Mary Oliver, Jane Tyson Clement, Rainer Maria Rilke, David Scott…to name a few."


Question 6: What other interests do you have?

Bekah Halle: "The power of gratitude, fitness, travel and learning."


Carlo C. Gomez: “We would like to thank you Bekah, we really appreciate you giving us the opportunity to get to know the person behind the poet! It is our pleasure to include you in this Spotlight series!”

Bekah Halle: "Thank you for the opportunity."




Thank you everyone here at HP for taking the time to read this. We hope you enjoyed coming to know Bekah a little bit better. We certainly did. It is our wish that these spotlights are helping everyone to further discover and appreciate their fellow poets. – Carlo C. Gomez

We will post Spotlight #30 in August!

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