Sunset

Silhouette, guitar-neck, telegraph poles 

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     ...s    t     r    e    t    c    h    e    d 

against the sanguine, bleed

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                                                      g 

                                                           sky 

Reflected... its majestic reverence

Helio's resplendent "all-seeing" eye 

© Debbie Razey 2017

Eons Of Silence

Eons of silence reign in the absence of your words

Questions still in their wrappers lay rotting undisturbed 

Screens, eerily sterile, radiate empty mindless drizzle

My heart, I'm left mentally dissecting... picking through its gristle 

You warned me how romance poisons, with expectations, pure love

Yet you typed the unutterable, lured my dared-not dreams thereof

Made my darkling-desires luminesce in candescent candour 

Left my reason riddled; my reality an impotent ...bystander 

How ironic as I mourn for you... I heed your words 

The conundrum of what I want and need spirals, perturbed

All I know now is the hours we lost in blissful discourse 

I find and treasure in my reveries. I reminisce with... no remorse

© Debbie Razey 2017

Waves

Electrified fingertips search the secrets on your skin

They pirouette, with sweet caress and bid my mouth joins in 

The more I taste, the more I crave, your quicksand draws me in 

Your breath, your beard, intensifies my waves of wanton sin 

I'm paralysed by your prowess your wild eyes hold me fast

As I lie trapped your hands they kneed our bodies merge enclasped 

I'm compromised, you permeate, my porous cliffs... unmasked 

The waters of my being crest... cascade, now freed at last 

© Debbie Razey 2017 - Violet Moon Poetry  

Jam-Jar Heart

My flawed, jam-jar heart preserves the unquenched tears of you

Tightly sealed is the lid, concealing from others' view

We may have said goodbye but my heart it heard it not

Too weary to even whisper a cry I sense you too forgot me not

I feel your sadness from afar but I'm unable to soothe or console 

Our incarcerated spirits, quantum-entangled, lost... within black holes

I pray your soul it heals and the chains make you grow strong

I ne'er doubted your strength... believed in you all along

© Debbie Razey 2017

Deathbed

What becomes of the dreams of the dead

Unrealised realms which frequented heads

Unrequited love... so intense 

Dialogues rehearsed but never said

Who will read the journals of their mind 

The ones unwritten never to find 

Their tear-stained pages undefiled 

Meandering memories... left to wind

© Debbie Razey 2017

My Vote

What gets my vote?

Is... compassion

Not blatant fascism

What gets my vote?

Is... equality

Not widespread poverty

What gets my vote?

Is... free education 

Not (pocket-lining) privatisation

What gets my vote?

Is... fair taxation

Not large corporation evasion

What gets my vote?

Is... free healthcare

Not lack of fundamental welfare

What gets my vote?

Is... tough communication

Not mindless muderous invasion

What gets my vote?

Is... conservation

Not nature's obliteration 

What gets my vote?

Is... public funding

Not sadistic fox-hunting

What gets my vote?

Is... charity

Not media fuelled apathy

What gets my vote?

Is... what's best for the majority

Not the privileged minority

What gets my vote?

Is... upheld human rights 

Not a corrupt show of might 

....far too simple you say?

Apparently not for May! 

Please have your say....

Use your vote on the day

© Debbie Razey 2017

Kindness

Kindness...

the

flavour

of

love 

© Debbie Razey 2017

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