Belinda is an interesting human being.
Normally I’d shy away from people that I consider bubbly, mostly because I prefer reflecting on some of the…darker aspects of life. Believe it or not, I enjoy that.
Belinda, however, is interesting.
When viewing her posts – her photographs and her poetry – it is a challenge to brace one’s self against the storm that is her shadow-conquering and effusive happiness. Free-flowing and unconstrained, the joy that Belinda expresses is…
In spite of her trials – and those of you who follow Belinda’s blog, Busy Mind Thinking, know well enough about her ailment – Belinda maintains a bright and passionate spirit, one of fire, though akin to that which brings welcome warmth after a day of shoveling snow.
Were I just a tad bit more lofty than I am I’d swear that Belinda was some kind of superhero. Who appreciates the world as she does being in the condition that she’s in?
I know from reading her blog posts that it’s not always good words, hugs and smiles, but she overcomes and never, ever surrenders to the things that, for many of us, would be so easy to surrender to.
Once, I read mention of her poetry not being complicated enough, a point on which I found myself incredulous.
Her poetry, not complicated enough? Belinda is by no means “simple” or “simpleminded”, though her pieces are expressed with simplicity. It is my personal opinion that, because of the simplicity she employs to get her points across, not only can many more people enjoy her poetry, but she can clearly express herself and create, putting the art into her poetry and doing away with the all-too-familiar trimmings more suitable for Christmas trees and gift boxes.
Belinda is a poet and a damn good one at that. Don’t just take my word for it, though.
He held on to the moon
forgetting about the sun
Smiled in return of a smile
forgetting the sorrowful one
In haste to enjoy the flowers
forgotten were the trees
In ignorance took food and water
forgotten were those with needs
A life of “taking for granted”
the blessings that we have
An awakening of the spirit
he was so very glad
Time to alter perceptions
now he was in the know
His heart so filled with love
in action it did grow
For anyone who has a fondness for poetry or finds themselves beset by a disposition becoming of swamps and wastelands, Belinda’s blog, Busy Mind Thinking, is the place to go to indulge yourself in inspirational words and adopt a smile.
How can the happiness not rub off on you?
How can you not find some appreciation in the one life that you have?
To Belinda, thank you for allowing We Drink Because We’re Poets to feature you today.
To all of the patrons, readers and friends of the blog, thank you for your time.
Until next time, pick your poison; preach your passion.