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Isabelle

Iridescently glowing.
She's breathtaking beauty.
A tiny miracle of a baby.
Born a tad late; a blessing!
Enriching in an instant
Lives she touches; a light!
Lovely and special girl in
Every conceivable way!

Note: "Isabelle" is the name of my new baby girl.

Date written: 06/15/2023

Categories: isabelle, baby, girl, i love
Form: Acrostic

Isabelle

another time, in
another universe		

when you were supposed to be born
but then you weren't		

when I was overwhelmed you were here
and then you weren't

my words won't breed whispers
your name won't bear notes and

while the medic carried clean machines 	
my body kept on breathing					

					 a dead tiger

maybe it is not about another time
maybe it is just not meant

Categories: isabelle, abortion, absence, loss,
Form: Free verse

Farewell Isabelle


It’s the anniversary of her death
I am reminded of it every year
Not so much by the calendar
But by my internal clock of pain
You remember the place
You remember the time
Her look of final peace
Our mother
Our monster
We lived our lives in hell
For all of her drunken antics
We were the ones to feel the pain
She drank
…We suffered
As children

Categories: isabelle, abuse, betrayal, child abuse,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Isabelle Dinoire

Eleven years to this day,
Isabelle Dinoire's face did lay.
Her Labrador ate it;
The surgeons replaced it --
But, she died of rejected display.

Categories: isabelle, beauty, bereavement, death, health,
Form: Limerick

Sequence-Isabelle

Clothes
became
yellow-grey-
unchanged many
a
day
until-
battle done
Phillip's siege was
won

Legend that Calico yellow-isabelle was named after Phillip II 's daughter vow that she would 
not change her linen until Ostend fell,the siege lasted three years ! (1601-04)

Categories: isabelle, dedication, people, places
Form: Lanterne

Isabelle

What’s your name Isabelle
with long flowing brown hair
and skin so fair
yellow dress billowing
in the wind
flat-soled Nike 
shoes
sitting
reading the news
with a look of 
sorrow and despair
the land of the free
has punished your already
tired eyes
and smoking your cigarettes
you punish the skies
in return
the clouds rain disease
and bring an already famine
Earth
closer to it’s knees
in prayer
to a God that never
seems

Categories: isabelle, confusion, faith, philosophy,
Form: Blank verse