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Wednesday, 29 April 2015

L & M

Love and music

are one and the same

Passion fuelled riffs

...will drive you insane


© Debbie Razey 2015


Tuesday, 28 April 2015

Bluebells

bluebells...
spring's sweet
chime

© Debbie Razey 2015

Photograph by Mike Boss found at http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/22508596


Reawakening

Sometimes you need to take the time to hear yourself, to know what's in your heart
A friend's pure gift is listening, there's no need for their wisdom to impart

Sometimes within the negatives, there are many positives to be found
All just a matter of perspectives, a smile merely an inverted frown 

It's often easy to miss one's blessings, whilst striving always to have more 
A simple act of kindness, a pleasure shared; it should never be a chore

Today, my eyes are reawakening to all the joy life has to give
I'm choosing to be happy, consciously for the time I have left to live

Now nature's aromas smell much sweeter and both food and life taste divine
I am realising that what I am searching for, I've had for some time

I feel so very thankful for all the love that, on me, has been bestowed  
Ironically, truths lay within; simply waiting for me to decode

Now with new enlightenment, I take my first fearless steps upon the path
Intrinsically sure, even through adversity... I need't feel life's wrath 

© Debbie Razey 2015







Monday, 27 April 2015

Scribe

lay me bare with words...
scribe your heart across my skin
- don me in your love 

© Debbie Razey 2015

#senryu #3lines #micropoetry 




Saturday, 25 April 2015

Fireflies

When will I have the courage...
to admit to thee
When will the words...
 escape my lips
 ...so you'll  finally see...
love's fireflies... dance... within me

© Debbie Razey 2015

(Photograph found on google images - photographer unknown!  DISCLAIMER - This photograph may be subject to copyright. I do not claim to own this photograph or it's copyright) 





You're

You're a
wish come true, you're
the colour in my blue,
you're the love that grew, you're what pulls
me through

© Debbie Razey 2015

#cinquain #Micropoetry 













 

Besieged

void and alone
the ruin that is me
...once besieged

© Debbie Razey 2015

#senryu #micropoetry

Photograph of Dunstanburgh Castle by Tim J Robinson Photography



Tuesday, 21 April 2015

Reverie

Take a ride with me 
beneath clinquant stars above
Two stowaways on 
ardour's night train; our yearned for
destination... timeless love

O'er peaks, through our vales
betwixt the breeze and moon's dance
Lost in reverie...
each other's awe and wonder
...let us begin our romance 

© Debbie Razey 2015










Friday, 17 April 2015

Dreamscapes

Alluring stories of lore
all enchanting and old
Strange, devious kinships
brought to peace by the bold 
Forbidden, unrequited lovers 
wish for their souls to meet
Mythical maleficent beasts 
raise the dead from their sleep
Inspiring tales of enlightenment
spur our inner lotus to unfurl
Through imagination's dreamscapes
we discover new worlds

© Debbie Razey 2015

(DISCLAIMER - This artwork may be subject to copyright. I do not claim to own this artwork or it's copyright) 





Thursday, 16 April 2015

Tease

...lie back


let me...


   TEASE


....every inch


of your...


    MIND


with my

             ...mouth

                  ...tongue


  WORDS!!


© Debbie Razey 2015

The Ifs, Buts and Whys

Blurred lines dance between you and I
Sharp is your edge that makes me cry
Gone are the days of love-filled eyes
Painful truths... I flavour with lies 

Where is the bond that was once strong?
The certainty that we belonged?
How did we get it so darn wrong?
My heart weeps... melancholy songs

I fear it's time for our goodbye
Although we blatantly deny 
Our fairytale has gone awry 
Together, lonesome... we do lie

For loves return, I do so long
Your sweet affection I do mourn
We've lost each other in life's throng
We've only made... the first furlong 

Our masquerade is no disguise
Storm clouds visible in our skies
Our love free-falls to its demise 
Questions haunt... the ifs, buts and whys

© Debbie Razey 2015


  
 

Saturday, 11 April 2015

Slaughter Of The Innocents

Precious innocents; loved ones so brutally slain
Dreams, hopes and future aspirations... all in vain

Blood-saturated textbooks and personal belongings strewn
Abandoned backpacks; lone survivors in the aftermath... doom

Desks stand empty; reminders of those who once sat there
Families ripped apart; mothers bereft... does any one care? 

Bullet-holed walls whistle horrors, too horrendous to speak
Doors were no protection, as violently murdered were the meek

Classrooms; now mortuaries, the silence filled with prayer 
A country in shock; racked by sadness, anger, grief and despair

Education, punishable by death, was their sole victimless crime
Young lives extinguised futilely, in what should've been their prime 

When will the bloodshed end; the world's children be left in peace? 
Time for the gunfire to end; for the hatred and discrimination to cease 

© Debbie Razey 2015






I revel...

I revel in words...
beauty... the wind's sweet caress
the sun's fierce kiss
the lucent liquid moonlight 
...the tactility of love

© Debbie Razey 2015