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The Whispering Moon

Whispering, 
the glistening moon calls to me
Softly caressing my worn out soul
Sleepy in it's quest 
to slip by 
silently, unheard
Feeling my restless light,
enticing me
Hear the whispering night
softly alluring
lulling sweetly, it's gentle glow
Burdened thoughts surrender
calmly, silently go
Abyss of darkness, creeps 
faintly drifting in
Hush my withered soul  
soothe my being

A whisper
distantly touching my spirit
gently,  peacefully taken.  
The whispering moon
quietly embraces me 
unheard, at peace 
I am.
Silence.

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2016



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I Am Not a Lamb

A Wolf...A Lamb...A Wolf

Forgetting myself...started with me
To be sweet, to be quiet...to fit in.
Conformity!
Impress by agreement.  A Lamb I could be.
Convince all my thoughts; 
Copacetic is me

*So it began...
My best thought is, I'm at peace.  I'm content. 
Be positive!   I can do this!  
Be like a lamb.   

Softly;  I'm a breeze.  Calm in my soul.
Gently I'll allow, only good thoughts to flow
Small, inconspicuous... I'll learn, it's me
Just nod in unison, always agree.

*I am a Lamb...

My favorite thought is;  
I'm about love, not despair.
Quiet my being.  
Silently there.
My thoughts do whisper, 
a pleasing hushed ease
'I am not conflict'
For lambs, only, please.
What?!!  

*I am a Lamb.

My finest thought is;  
I'm wonderfully bright.
As a golden suns warmth slowly softens my light.
Embrace others truths,  as they are my own.
So they won't see it, I can't be alone.  Suddenly. I feel 
like a liar!...A cheat!
Conforming isn't me!  
My own thoughts rise, to defeat.
Forcing their way, repossessing my soul
I am 'not' a lamb kept under control!
Fueling my mind, with courage and might.
My confidence is back!  Submission won't fight.

*I am 'Not' a lamb.

My true thoughts are; I'll regain what's been sold. 
Get back my old self, feel enlightened and bold.
My thoughts are not truths!  What I believe, is my right! 
My true self is brave!  Be damn sure, I will bite!

*I Am a Wolf

My only thought now is;  I'm seeing me, so clear.
I am 'not' a Lamb,
I'm a Wolf without fear!
To deviate or follow.  To protest or agree.
My thoughts are my own! 
To decide, up to me

*I AM a wolf!

Now, I am genuine.  Honest and free.
I'll behave as I choose,  I've re-found the true me! 
I will brown nose to no one or be a doormat for love.
Take me or leave me, herein and above.
I'll be contented and scrappy, 'cause that's who I am!
Definitely a Wolf. 
Not particular to Lamb.




I Will not comply
I Will not lie down
I Will not go quietly
I Will not submit
I Will not roll over
I Will not shut up

I Am Not a Lamb!

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2016

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I'M Sorry I'M Wrong

I expressed how I'm feeling again,
that you dread
After you left, my words went through my head
I listened painfully to myself,
my same old song
it's not only your fault, I'm sorry
I'm wrong
To say; you've hurt feelings, 
what you 'don't do' for me
How your lacking interest, is 'making' me be
the loneliness I feel, your burden to bear
I need to own up 
my part, my share
It 'is' all the little things we don't or we do
Building resentment, letting it stew
You are closest to me, so all you have 
or haven't done
has become an easy vessel,
my insecurities to run
If you only; 'Loved me better'
My heart says; You can
then I would love better, the person I am
I see my hurt feelings have always been there
Sorry I'm wrong, not yours to repair
The reality is;
I don't know how to get through,
loving myself without, 
validation from you
I truly believe I judge, 
who I am and can be
Solely on how,  I see you seeing me
I've put you up front, to suppress not project
something within, you might see or detect
I'm not confident or tough, as I seem to be
I've never embraced, loving me for just me
When you step off the pedestal, 
I've put you
I feel you see me differently, as unlovable.
I see it too.
I used to see myself, a long time ago
Through eyes of close friends, how they saw me
mattered so
Through time I saw clearly, that's no way to live 
relying on others, their approval to give
I learned I'm okay,  who I am 
so I thought
until now with you, my old baggage I've brought
It's not up to you to 'make me', anything.
The onus on me, my own identity to bring
With all of that said; You have your own part to play
a relationship takes two,
meet each other halfway
We both have our needs, our challenges and desires
Nice words and kind actions lifts one up and inspires.
Together acknowledge, being attentive and kind,
will make us love better, each others design
Respond to the good, have a positive plan
To honor ourselves, 
to love better, we can










I've learned when I'm loved and accepted, my self-love expands

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2016

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The Trap

Thinking back on my life; My regrets, my past.
I realize how early, I didn't have a chance
My legacy from the beginning... 'I am disgrace'
Mom with "the wood guy", determined my place
Nobody cared, the selfishness taught
Unnoticed or unwelcomed, just accept what you got
Hostile dysfunction, a trap laid for me
No other path...Doomed
to repeat, history
Constant blame; forged violence
All the lies; produced hate. 
Consistently at war; showed my future,
sealed my fate
My life was a setup! No free thought ahead
Couldn't take much more...killed
My spirit, soon dead
'Unwanted mistake' echoed loudly, my mind
I'd silence those words! Leave all this behind
I thought I could forget
run away, be freed
From the selfishness, the belittling
the abuse...
I couldn't breathe

A teenage girl runaway, free on my own
Had no idea, how to survive all alone 
I ran straight into harm, angry men to embrace
beaten and worn, hearing; 'I am disgrace'
Different jobs, various couches, obscure in my goal
the misery, those words;
always 'creeped', in my soul
Bad decisions, harsh realities; Destructive and deep
I broke down, broke free, abandoned all
I couldn't keep.

Thinking I'd learned something, with all I had been through
Processed my journey, a true life was now due
It took so many years to move on from my past
with love and support, thought I'd succeeded at last

A true life's forgiving but one lie I  wouldn't shake
The sweet little daughter left behind,
I didn't take
Love for her, the only secret
I kept private, deep inside
Convinced this 'was' love, I now know...
I let selfishness decide

Years later a brave young woman, told a wicked story
with heart 
Of a life full of pain, and mistrust from the start
I waited for the blame, for the anger deep inside
but only love surrounded, this amazing person
I'd denied
I had desperately tried to save her
from the trap, set her free
Instead jailed us, our life
without her...
without me

Her heart was too afraid, crushed again if I run
and that's 'my' burden alone,
I understand.  
She's gone.  She's done.
Shame overwhelmed me, the words; I am disgrace
My again broken soul, in her life now
had no place

I thought...
My family would be proud! They knew  when I ran.
"The mistake, again unwanted. Will be back where she began"
"There's no escaping where you come from or, how you started out"
"Always lurking inside, we will creep... Don't you doubt"

NOOO...My story can't end there, I won't let evil win!
My goodness, in spite of them
stronger than my sin

With real love from my soulmate, at peace with guilt and shame.
He showed me my true value, that I am not the same.
I'll never get her back, but
moving forward comes each day
Just to know she's free and happy now, is enough...
I'll be okay


Selfishness taught from birth,
will decide, what you deny
See your value, face your demons...
trade acceptance, for the lie!
Running only delays,
your doom, your fate...the trap,
Only strength and eyes wide open
teaches history to adapt.



Not disgrace, not victim.....

...but an; 'I am truly sorry I didn't know better' but 'I do now' and will try to help others... Taught, Accepted and Learned Survivor!

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2016

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What's Your Soul Worth Anyway

Did you know what your soul knew? 
Deep, in the dark recesses of your mind 
Lurking, quietly hidden...Coaxing you silently 
See it through...Acknowledge. 

Truth...Naked, exposed if you truly look 
Supposed, if you bait and hook 
Disclosed, if a chance you took 
Take it! 

Live freely, for your life...it's worth 
Claim what's yours, dig deep...unearth 
Dignity and honor, your very essence oppressed 
Held hostage in bondage, in secret...possessed 
Shout out! Shout loud! Let it go to hell! 
The money and power...The narcissism spell 
Left lonely, unhappy, your soul to sell 
Putrid, lingering...self-betrayal smell 

Jumping the hurdles, to keep it all 
When? How high? Why you feel so small 
A puppet controlled by strings that sprawl 
From head to toe, someone else's call 
Not a move to make without permission 
A sold out soul is about 'submission' 
Fake it! Break it! Make it! 
Of your own...Volition! 












Control your time! Before your time controls you!

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2017



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Make America Great Again Huh

"Let's Make America Great Again!" *Sigh*
Great catch phrase! But...It's a ruse!...It's a lie!
Let's put the cards on the table! Shall we...Why?
(Your Brothers and Sisters will probably die!)
The words are the shallows of a deeper intent
Meant to allure, with a 'come hither' scent
Confusing the people, hardening their heart
To see only the surface and pull them apart
Skin color...Religion
Aren't one, respectively
Being gay or straight doesn't define you, conclusively
The politicians of this world mostly agree
But, there are always bad apples picked carelessly
Each leader, in their own way, seeking applause
We see you, Mr. President!
Promoting your cause.

Dear Sir:
Sacrifice. Bloodshed. Blame. "The Greater Good!"
Power hungry narcissism, completely understood
Sit back, defiant...Poke all the bears
Implant the hatred, split all the hairs
Antagonize everyone, so they fight in the street
Good job Mr. President! Misleading the Sheep
Distraction-Retraction...Hail to the Chief!
Reaction-Infraction...Jail to the Thief!
Minions, placate your ego. Kiss your ass-piring swill
Turn neighbors on neighbors in "Charlottesville"
"Violence in Virginia", exposed your "many sides"
"March for Truth!" @Hashtag: TheRussianRides
Lack of compassion, 'Not' a leadership quality
Creates disharmony, resentment...
Not a "Great Country" policy
For leaders gone amok and not held accountable
Reinforces the people to be discountable
So...Mr. President, of the USA, to "Make America Great" today
Take lessons from the people. Hear ALL their cries
Learn from our past, the results, the lies
Talk truths, decide for all. To stand proud, as ONE
Own your real skill; Divide and conquer...Your goal
Your gun

Dear People:
Skin color doesn't matter and beliefs aren't law
Loving who you love isn't a flaw
To be who you are, IS a human right
Just being alive, not reason to fight
Hatred NOT an option when love is pure
Sexism is hypocrisy, our value procured
War is unnecessary, let comradery begin
For...Equality's reality shows stability within
*****
No matter the race, the color, the words
We're all human beings!
Same sheep...Different herds
We all have the right to stand and say NO
To violence, racism, bigotry, and war
Just let the leaders, alone, fight their enemy
The winner gets a trophy, the glory, the anomie   
All on their own without us used as bait
Helping their cause...Envy and hate
Leave us to OUR land.  It's NOT just YOURS
Freedom and choices from Truth...
Opens; "Great" doors

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2017

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Listen, Daddy Loves You

Come listen very carefully
there's something you should know
Even in my tummy, your daddy loved you so
He'd sing to you and talk to you
Get close so you could hear
He'd say how much he wanted you
and always would be near
He'd tell you lots of stories
about happy things and us
Fairy tales and made up verse
words you'd know to trust
He gave you your first stuffie
it was his from way back when
It was old but very lovable, because
You both would need a friend
He went through the house, looking high and low
any dangers you might find
Happy to do, anything for you
because he is so kind
First, we saw your ultrasound
The picture, so unclear
Your Daddy caught a glimpse of you
Sweet baby.  Oh, so dear
He held me close, leaned into you
whispering with such grace
"I Love You and can't wait to see...you and that beautiful face"
We waited months for you, and mommy's tummy grew 
Then your day came with a mighty force
You were ready to come out to
greet the world
To find out who...Who? Promised you that horse.

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2016

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Your Path---Our Connection

As you get older, you'll sit back and see
How thing's in your life, were just meant to be
When you are young, it seems a straight road
there's so much time, to go for the gold 

Follow the path, parents set before you 
Not be deterred, be centered your view
With eyes on the road, walk a straight line
Ignore life's distractions 
the paths that entwine

What wasn't clear then,
all those roads, when you swayed
made many more curves
unknown you had laid
All the confusion that pulled, this way and that
Changed the direction of, where you were at
Stopping yourself, each time with a sigh
Forcing your detour, off the straight line
There were times that you cautioned...
others to see,
the straight path as told  
was the right way to be
To convince the others, try to impress
changing the program will slow down success

This straight path they said
Was to affect only 'you'
But as time away... slipped by
your experiences grew
The side roads, the adventures, the people you knew
Transformed all the curves, the bends around you
Affecting every person and ways you could go'
changing your timing, chance meetings and so 
others did follow and leave behind them
A new path for other's to follow, that stemmed
All the things that you did, taught lessons in turn
All the things that you didn't, gave desire to learn
Everything that you are and the way that you think
All came from the curves, the diversions...
The link

'All' things were affected, 
by the roads that you took
The detours and paths, just an alternate route
The future's effect is constant deception
For all things, you touched
the intended connection

Just being 'part of' 
is the path meant to take
Curving and swerving, assembling your fate
We 'all', are connected
'you' matter, it's vital
Your link to this path,
of life's chain, is entitled

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2016

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She's a Friend---Not

In your process of mourning, 
the deliberate loss of a friend
You must think of the past, from beginning to end
You need to sift through the why's and what for's
To answer your questions
to close open doors
To discover and realize, some things that you thought
but never said 'No'
to this friend, that is not

Let the moments of evil flood into your mind
Remember, see the pattern
that's emerging, to find
Each on their own, unimportant in thought
but put them together, the betrayal is caught
Dig deep inside cause somewhere you knew
Right in your face all along, it was you
Your threatening charm, seeing only the good
The girl next door, the guys understood
Why didn't you see?
What took you so long?
You wanted to believe! 
Your denial so strong!
Your desire to keep, this group as a whole
Drove you to sacrifice who you are, in your soul
In hind sight your instincts, you felt from the start
You didn't listen, instead
followed your heart
To accept with blind faith, the bad with the good
an oath to yourself, your loyalty stood
A friend you loved so, you gave over an inch
but more than a mile, she took
What a cinch!
You made it too easy
bowing down, being kind
"You taught her how to treat you."  To yourself, in your mind

Now you are wiser and onto these tricks
you've learned to take notice
and never take licks
Strong in mind, to let hypocrisy in
Too kind to lash out, make her pay for her sin
So "Cut the cord" and "sever the ties"
You'll live without her and all of the lies
though she won't see, the lesson to learn
Karma is real
and you know, it's her turn

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2016

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Decision Or---Fence

When you make a decision
that no one agrees
Will help you move forward
they get on their knees

They beg you to think
what your doing to them
How choices like these
will hurt and condemn

Your head is not right
they are quick to assume
That this affects them
bringing sadness and gloom

Your heart is in turmoil
take time to assess
What you, have decided
your thoughts are a mess

Are you doing what's right?
To yourself, you do plea
You answer, my heart
and my head do agree

So moving ahead
is yours to resolve
It's not about them
they need not involve

It's then that you'll see
it's just about you
To figure this out
this feeling, so new

You'll have to sit by
see how this plays out
Your decision is final
you know, there's no doubt

What'll be in your future
is anyone's guess
but one thing for certain
A decision is best

You can't waver and pause
for life to decide
What's best for your own self
Your happiness implied

You can't please them all
You have to be strong
and not let their words 
hang round your head long

Be proud you just did
what a hero would do
You've just stood up tall
and announced you are true

For decisions are not 
made lightly or quick
You've pondered your options
and made the best pick

For life is too short
to sit on the fence
Resolve and decide
you have the good sense

Copyright © Okanagan Bell | Year Posted 2016

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