Poetry by Debbie Green Razey
Saturday, 11 March 2017
Patchwork is the love in which we lie Darned together with hope... fantasy and lies It's tactile fabric... of dream-hues, makes me cry ...
Where Words Should Be
tears fall... where words should be festering in my throat too scared of my thoughts... to flow free ...ink bleed! © Debbie Razey 2017
I wish it hadn't have been you that I gave my love to as we sat on your bike and we drank in the view When my hand slipped into yours...
Wednesday, 25 January 2017
The Seasons of Our Love
In the spring of our love, you carefully cocooned my lonesome-leaded heart Kindly cascaded blossoms of beautiful balmed words, my mind...
Thursday, 22 December 2016
beneath our... cryptic conversations and our fractured fear-fuelled thoughts ...somewhere lies us a solstice moonbeam of pure precis...
Tuesday, 13 December 2016
As Aleppo drowns in blood... hate and tears The international community Will we do nothing... just, look on in fear? Brick by brick; dis...
Saturday, 10 December 2016
Lest We Forget
lest we forget this christmas... homeless souls out on unforgiving streets down and out... nothing to eat lonely... vulnerable... scared al...
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