long he'd feasted
on a diet of pining
so inadequate
twas his dining

he so yearned
for delectable
nourishment
his longing twas
in an infernal
discontentment

to savor of her salver
so delicious
to delight in her treats
so scrumptious

yet his dietary needs
were lacking
in care
he had so little
of a lovely
fruity pear

he sat at his lonely table
in a modality
of penury
living his days
aspiring to taste
the cherry lips
of a
sumptuous lady

She comes to me
bleeding inside
from a thousand
individual scars
with pleading eyes
self contained
She speaks in gentle
refrains

"I don't know where
I'm going
I don't know who
I've become
I go through the motions
deaf, blind and dumb
I dance on cue
I stand in line
I've tried to be so
good.
I've left behind the darkness
I've forgiven the past
I'm far too aware of time
It doesn't matter really I don't mind
I wish I could tell
you what I find

The struggle between
my internal world
condemnation
irritability
judgement
fears
heartaches there, vile rages, petty hatreds
*** dancing on the head of a
pin
exquisite laughter
it's all there.

While my behavior is quite the
opposite
accommodating, loving, compassionate
flirtatious, curious
connection is my goal

When I'm alone I'm lonely
when together suffocated
the best distance is
from here to there

I wish I could tell
you that I mind

The storms still
come and go
luck rides the
tides
each day the
sunrise

This human stuff
is all too real
it creeps up on you
so you don't know
how you feel

Which is why I've
come to you to
speak my mind
they say you are the
complaint department
the garbage collector

I'm bleeding inside
from a thousand scars
that's not to say I really mind."

They say the healer
must heal themselves
so of course I ask
"How can I help you?"

Keep them fenced in.. someone might want to steal your precious life.. with pretty words, phases of love, lots of lies hoping and wanting..... but do not believe.......
Move me no more, I say to you, with each sparkling star that is stored for me... consuming all the elements of things to come.. beyond the human concept of the beauty of love.

Nothing can escape
sweet splendor
essence of beginnings
in the book of songs
world spoken of holy love
with a thousand veils
sun turns and shine bright
but still my heart holds
to midnight.*

Debbie Brooks 2014

A Mother's Sorrow (Pieta)
The sweet reggae music slapped inside the head
Echoes throughout the night
A gang of youngsters argument escalated vowing to killed all polices
The marijuana smoke rises to sky in a timely manner to the
The new dance choreography movements which cause a stampede
As the Queen of the dance hall movements reign like fire
Suddenly, they blades came out of nowhere
Aiming at the homosexuals on the dance floor
Piercing their hand upwards the homos desperately defense themselves
Frantic cried in the night; this is not right.
A youngster grabs his side as he slowly fall to ground
The heartless crowd echoes the lyric
Man down man! **** down!
The party music continue louder than every
Intoxicated females held on to their dates
(Mother of Sorrows) mother of sorrows
Unlike the modern Pieta a mother cradles her only son.
His body slumped to the ground