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Monday, 5 May 2014

Sunday, 4 May 2014

Musical Solace

When the music ceases;
it's then reality permeates 
the troubled, anxious mind
Solace is thus broken

To wallow, though, would
be to give up 
on dreams not yet
realised, experienced or spent

Her soul resonates; only
love she feels within
The beat reflects the
rhythm of her heart

Rhapsody of unrealised potential,
crescendos to fate's will
She sings to herself
but... is she heard?

© Debbie Razey 2014




Phoenix (cinquain)

Rising 
above like a
phoenix; only to be
burnt by the flames she creates once
again

#cinquain

Debbie Razey 2014




Forbidden Fruit (Fibonacci)

Eyes
blaze
Lip bit
Tousled hair
cascades on her breasts
Fingertips delve into her beauty
She hums with wanton anticipation of him

At
last
alone
Together
Kindle to his fire
Eyes filled with her unveiled curves, flesh 
Unchaste, forbidden fruit to be devoured and savoured

Pulls
her
towards
his lust; need
She yearns and he aches 
Slowly their two forms become one
Entwined, lost within each other's intoxication

© Debbie Razey 2014












Compass (Tanka)

Her heart, her compass
As her mind had long been lost
Her soul searched for home
He was a direction she 
knew to avoid at all costs

Debbie Razey 2014



Saturday, 3 May 2014

Music

Music saturates and engulfs my mind, 
conjuring up whimsical silent moving pictures
Seagulls soar effortlessly upon the rising thermals, 
against the ink blotted horizon depicted by the sax
The piano paints the sky with silken, gentle strokes;
awash with the glistening majestic hues of sunrise
Waves caress, relentlessly, the jaded warm cliff side 
hypnotically; as described by the resonating cymbal
 
© Debbie Razey 2014 
 


Friday, 2 May 2014

PTSD won't set us Free!

Please don't judge me.........because I do this enough myself! 
It's just so hard to love somebody who hates the world, and everyone in it 
It's damaging my health! 
I get it.........you hate me and, ironically, today that's ok
I've used up all my tears on you; I've thrown them all away
I'm so over ........ walking on eggshells and stepping over all the lies
I know it's not your fault, as your demons sear deep inside
Please, though, tell me why I'm always the one to blame
As isn't it your hatred and fear that's causing you this pain?
I'm sick ...... with YOUR affliction
I'm tired ...... of this futile fight
When all I really want to do is hold you, and tell you that it will ALL be alright
I'm wishing for what WAS, the person who I married
I'm aching from this relentless load,  that for far too long I've carried
So what to do now....I wish I knew the answer!
All I know, is your contempt for me..... is eating me like cancer!
I wish the Army knew what they've done;  how they've ripped out your soul...
If only I had the remedy to tend your unseen wounds and make you, once again, whole

Debbie Razey 2014