tree leaves by michelle bellerose is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.

i float on the leaf of the stream of your plenty
a horn for navigation runs so tricky runs so thickly
runs so tricky runs so thickly
i take my costume for real since the fabric is near completion
the coat of arms with no protection
your lips are like tree leaves
folding over in greenness feeding me dew drops the moon made pure
that the moon made pure
your lips are like tree leaves
folding over in greenness feeding me dew drops that the moon made pure
while we collected rosehips for the journey


tree leaves

mud where lovers lay by michelle bellerose is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.

let me eat the mud where the lovers lay
let me eat the mud where lovers lay

let me eat the mud where lovers lay
let me eat the mud where lovers lay
let me warm your skin with sunstones

there is a wilderness inside
a place that waits like the swollen burst of flowers
in that corner of a jungle no one sees

you can warm our skin in sunstones
and i'll spit in the red brick dust
make a costume out of modesty

do you feel do you feel can you feel do you feel this love?

there is a wilderness inside
a place that waits like the swollen bursts of flowers
in the corner of a jungle no one sees

you can put the lace of clouds in my hair
you can dress me in the cut grass
and paint me and paint me in brown honey

let me eat the mud where the lovers lay
let me feel the sunstones warm my body
we can use the red brick dust as costume of our modesty
you can dress me in the cut grass
and paint me in brown honey

put the lace of clouds in my hair
and dress me in the cut grass
paint me paint me in brown honey

life is in the spit

mud where lovers lay

pinned down

indigo was the colour
on the stove, its lips flickering
in a cup of flames
making the petals steam
and arise in a bouquet
of man and woman feelings on this day

restless are the spaces
which defined me
though i rely on these walls to keep me pinned down
i want to walk foot in new provinces
make messy fleshy sacrament
with the ocean tides

pinned down

its gliding its coming in
nothing can be done about it
its gliding its coming in
nothing can be done about it

i'm no gilded swan among the cows
though i'm heavy with golden rain
i'm no gilded swan among the cows
though i'm heavy with golden rain
the tunnels of venus wearing thin
i'm no gilded swan among the cows
though i'm heavy with golden rain

you and me falling in
rolling in vortical spin

grafting the wishes in canals of 
in canals of skin
working quietly to keep red from blue
keep red from blue

animals gone thin
inevitable like the hunt
you and me falling in
inevitable like the hunt

when you call my name
dreaming in a land of flame
you and me falling in

when you call my name
your bed a holding pen
grafting wishes in canals of skin
when you call my name
your bed a holding pen
grafting wishes in canals of skin

you and me falling in


animals gone thin

i saw the coming in the cold forest dawn
a magic elixir on the tongue of a fawn
the battery chambers of an acid flight
compounded by our hearts emitting light

tongue of a fawn

it called my
little name in a
red velvet
road to nowhere near

it stood the
test of time in a
forgotten building
torn and built
torn and built

there are so many stars in the sky
womanly lights
holding their ankles
twinkling bright
squirming in wilderness
in ugly gorgeous mischief
ugly gorgeous mischief

swimming in the wilderness
swimming in the wilderness
  
why don't you fucken lose your mind now
why don't you fucken lose your mind now
why don't you fucken lose your mind now

it called my
little name in a
red velvet
road to nowhere near

the tigers are running they're coming now
the tigers are running they're coming now
the tigers are running they're coming now

birds fly above....
birds fly above....    

ugly gorgeous mischief

“Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.” 
[Rabindranath Tagore]

dilations of peat

new demo... wanting to experiment with being behind the beat... a twist on the alicia keys original.

rock with you (cover)

unreleased track from a 2002 recording project of my compositions.

voice and piano: Michelle Bellerose
strings: George Koller
bells: Ed Hanley
engineer: John Magyar

tellum passionis

*MADE IN AMERIKA* an original single i released in 2002 that made it to #5 on the north american college charts... this was my appraisal of the Amerikan way of life, a set of operational values not exclusive to the United States but an infection running through every country... a defilement of natural laws defined by corruption, elitist profit, divisive localisms, scarcity culture and debt-based instead of resource-based lifestyles. 

nada brahma = this universe is sound

drones, electronics, vocals: Michelle Bellerose
strings: George Koller
tabla: Ed Hanley
recording engineer: John Magyar

made in amerika

Michelle Bellerose is an innovator whose multidisciplinary work touches all human senses through her ongoing investigations into intuition, creativity, and health. 

In all of her endeavours, her trailblazing approach invites us to hone our relationships with our bodies and minds in order to experience enchantment and wonder. From pioneering a new form of yoga, to her award-winning work as a gourmet chef, Michelle continually breaks ground with her work and play.

As a musician, an eclectic mix of sounds blends into Michelle's own unmistakable style. Unique vocals along with her skilled treatment of both improvised and recorded arrangements contribute to her growing reputation as a leading musical talent.

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