King

Mane flowing like the sun's rays,

he prowls...

across the grasslands of his kingdom:

holding his head up high,

he's not afraid of anything;

that is why,

he is the King... 

of the wild, 

vast...

savanna

Creeping through the grasslands

...silent and inconspicuous,

hiding...

from his unsuspecting prey:

he lowers his head,

get's ready to pounce, 

for a minute... 

the whole world seems motionless,

for a second... 

he looks like a part of the golden sun;

to the ground he leaps...

his sharp claws pierce the skin of his bewildered prey

© Debbie Razey 2015

Dad

Father's love is a special one

Filled with rough/tumble, games and fun

A job for life... it's never done

Second to none, second to none

A strong, firm hand... a heart of gold

Remembering the wisdoms told

And cuddles when the nights where cold 

You broke the mould, you broke the mould  

You're always there to give advice 

You give your love... not at a price

You navigate me from life's ice

You're always nice, your always nice 

To say I love you... words too few 

From all of your Grandchildren too

So thank you Dad for all you do 

For being you, for being you

© Debbie Razey 2015

An Ode To Black Gold (Coffee)

It's that time again... the night's given way to the dawn 

Insomnia's merry dance has plagued me once more 

My weary cotton-wool head it lifts and yawns 

Fixating on the dark, delicious decadence which I'm yearning for 

Coffee's alluring aroma tantalises me... taunting my impatient palate

This archaic, ebony elixir is so welcome to behold

As I take my first sip, my tastebuds practically pirouette  

When its power erupts I shed, finally, fatigue's sallet

In my dire need it's certainly, to me, a precious Black Gold

The only thing I need now... is today's first cigarette  

© Debbie Razey 2015

Shipwrecked

Set adrift in your eyes, I got lost in love's sea

Shipwrecked in your wake… but do you remember me? 

I signal to you from the embers of my heart

Rescue me, my love, from my Isle of misery

I frequent the shadows; I'm sinking in love's sand

The sun burns my body where you once placed your hands

Salt tears stain my cheeks. Darling, have I cried enough?

Sent message via bottle... hope you'll understand

I've searched the stars, but can no longer see your face

Without your love I feel so desolate... displaced

The shells they taunt with whispers, echoes of your voice

I fear I'll die on these shores if you don't make haste 

I'm starving slowly, denied of the love of you 

I've drawn three words on the beach... yet they seem too few

I pray you'll see them soon and it won't be too late

Before I am swallowed up ... devoured by the blue

© Debbie Razey 2015 - Violet Moon Poetry

Have Mercy...

In your strong sapphire blues I swim beguiled

Lost in translation; alone in your smile

Your sanguine lips cause me to bite my own

A king before me... I melt in your tones

Golden tousled locks fall about your brow

I heed your command... to you I will bow

I'm at the mercy of your every whim

With great precision you bind, tight, my limbs

I'm intoxicated by your prowess

I watch you nervously as you undress

Bronzed chiselled Adonis, before me stands

In anticipation... I clench my hands

© Debbie Razey 2015 - Violet Moon Poetry 

For You

For You

There is no depth, I would not swim, to reach the safety of your arms
I'd plummet without a parachute into the mercy of your charms
I'd starve myself of oxygen, just to taste the breath of your kiss
Sacrifice my heart for you... I'll be the target you can’t miss

I'd taste from your poisoned chalice, to save you from yourself
Surrender all I have and am; lavish upon you my body's wealth
Take every ounce of pain you've ever felt and I'd internalise it within
I'd shield you from life's cruel sorrows... I'd pay for all your sins

For you, nothing is too great my love, there is nothing I wouldn't do
The only thing I'd ask, of you my love, is that you'd try to love... you too

© Debbie Razey 2015 - Violet Moon Poetry 

Cherry Blossom

pink lace cherry-tears

tiptoe upon breeze... litter lawns

- stamp beauty in hearts 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Illness Unseen

a flame in the breeze

her eyes danced... dazzling with fire

...was misunderstood

even branded a liar

the signs were all there

but took too long to be seen

a disorder so...

profound... an illness unseen

her odd behaviour

now makes sense... can be explained

shame no answers sought

instead... everyone just blamed

a troublesome mind

is so hard to comprehend

mental illness hides...

in a world of judging friends

we've lost another

angel... too tender in years

because of stigma,

ignorance... misguided fear

so please look deeper

when odd tendencies appear

help... do not label

'till clarification's clear

as you just may save

someone... pain too hard to bear

as life's hard enough

...we all need someone to care!

© Debbie Razey 2015

The Tube

crimson-faced steel snakes; 

skulk, full bellied, beneath ground

...devouring free souls

glazed stares course through city veins

parallel lives... never shared 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Icarus Love

In your sweet words, I melt like Icarus's wings 

Blinded by the sheer brilliance of your heart's glow 

Caring little to none for consequences 

By now you'd think I'd have learned... that I would know  

Your passion's heat evokes my dreamer-self

Lost in love; hedonistically I glide 

Recklessly, fuelled by spontaneity,   

I summersault excitedly through your skies

No heed will I pay, to how I know this ends

My soul, in hand with yours, just wants to soar free

I will not accept incarceration here

I'd rather plummet to death within love's seas

So when I am found, washed up, upon life's shores

Please do not shed any tears, my love, for me 

For I will have tasted the heaven's nectar 

When with you, adorned in love... I once... flew free 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Poetry Sets Me Free

Poetry; it sets me free from the realms of my own mind

Never knowing what the pen is showing until I read and then I find

Words devour my inward thoughts, spilled out for all to see

Verse or prose, it matters not, the stanzas set me free

My drug of choice, poetry is my vice; I revel in its bliss

Poetry's passion elicits, in me, my every licentious wish 

Dispelling encroaching darkness, poetry saves me from my fears

Its eloquence of vocabulary is music to my ears 

Words resonate; I see my fate unwind in clear calligraphy

Poetry, my heart's pure voice, paints its raw emotive imagery  

Its decadence, without pretence, pieces back my fragmented heart

Through scribing out the pain of years; despair I'm enabled to depart

Without my muse and all its cues, I think I'd still be lost

So pen in hand and thoughts in ear, I scribble at all cost! 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Peculiar

#15words #micropoetry 

 

Unrecognised

No matter what I say to you

I can never get it right 

So I imprison the words inside of me

and I let my feelings type 

My heart is true and honest

but it's somehow not enough 

I bend beyond the realms of sense

with undeterred steadfast love

In my saddened heart I know, though

that this, you do not recognise

Through, filters of paranoia 

it's me you grow daily to despise 

I wonder how our journey will end; 

if we'll continue to muddle through

or if your demons will defeat us 

and I'll have lost... both me and you? 

© Debbie Razey 2015