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Oct 2014 · 556
Angels Don't Cry
Angels don't cry for me
Shadow light sprinkle lightly on my head don't you see. .

Sparkles lightening in the sky
Dying grey day envelopes the way
Where hearts surges to follow the silence of art
with wind beneath your wings
I beg you not to cry ...

Having taken the journey
from dark to light
became the beginning of the end
discovering my own source
hence the reason to look within ...

Soft wind prayers surrounding the hearts
That fluffs like the peaks
Of the valley alms that leeks
Where random fathoms live so well
High on the hills that ring their bell
In a gentle sweet sound
Finally To be found. ....

Angels Don't Cry for me....*

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 461
Dear Oneness
My heart opens to nowhere
as I look through brown glass
I hope to see you one last time
that maybe just maybe, my soul
will quit searching and peering through
a thousand eyes of poetry ...

I have lived life as it meant nothing
everyone was invisible as I prodded on.
Those were the days, hot summer nights
of meanings. There were the days before we
had our own place, small but affordable many
nightmares of love drifting away ...

Heaven calling loved ones, one at a time'
I close my eyes, what else can I do, but wait
and years have passed by, and now the oneness
and the loneliness that creeps in our way of life ...

Your chance, and the many feelings I have to
discern and disarm, trying to listen to reason,
not knowing what the times will bring
with keys in hand I open the door ...

Dear Oneness you cant have me anymore..*

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 452
Color Me Wings-
Where do horses go when they die????

Its a starry bright, that longs for night
that flies by her wings, to look for you
its star light, stands where we see Beauty
from the earth to the sea
she lies and waits for the sun to appear
far yet so near ...

The sun peaks over the land,
a smile knowing she is in God's hands
her flying is amazing as she flies so high
she's with Him, we sigh with relief
as we know she is happy one last time ...

We look upon this land and wonder why
God gave us this beautiful gift as our Beauty dies
she pounders on land to fly to the stars
when our emotions soar, with desire deeply
to be withheld, as her crown is like a gentle dove ...

Her perfection is and always will be
our Beauty our love, our gift from God that made us sigh
and cry, with happy tears, of understanding
of love that knew no bounds ...

Thank you Beauty for gracing our lives
making us laugh, with each little nigh
I thank our Lord on high for giving us
our perfect little Beauty for a season
and now and then rub us with her nose
while we cry ....*

Debbie Brooks 2014
love horses and I have come to love horses even more because of Susan Joyner-Stumpf. so I dedicate this to her and her three horses she has left on her Colorado mountain that she has grown to love.
Just know sister i will be there soon to see you and your loves..
Oct 2014 · 325
What Will Be
A thousand sands in time
holding hearts sublime
crying their tears again and again
watching as they slip away
what will be will be....

Wanting what I can't have
and scared to try something new
please let me just stay here and hide
bring me my surprise
kiss my lips one more time ...

You are so full of laughter
so full of love
its not that simple
don't you understand?
love is a beautiful dream
it's just waiting for me ...

Life is not what it is
life is random pen musing
a unhappy cry
crying the blues
no more songs,
It will be new for me
don't you see ...

What will be will be*

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 229
You Saw Him..
Hello old friend
so nice to see you again
yes its been a time
oh no, I am on my own, have been awhile ...
\
It seems like forever
as the days and weeks have flown
the children have grown
you say, you have seen him around, where did I go wrong??

The day is breezy, kind of hot to
sickly I know, bruises of blue
no kiss was mislaid, only night
that was so new, I feel this way
you see, the sickness follows
my heart still breaks, the day he left
cries of help fell, with no one in sight ...

What did you say, he looks good?
does he ask for me?
No, oh dear.... thats okay, it will be just another day...

Okay, see you around
I will go on my way,
it's been another long
heart wrenching day,
another unhappy move along not caring,
Oh, he is happy you say?

Does he still have those baby blues
that ripped through my heart no matter what he would do
please don't tell him you saw me, I don't want him unhappy
Can't you see. that would only hurt so many, not just me and you ...

Debbie
Oct 2014 · 408
True Love Eternal
My desire unfailing, is our love
seizing all the pleasures of paradise
our eyes measure the need for the treasure
with deeds of splendor that are of grace...

This I want for all eternity
that are handed to me from your eyes
that I seek every second, minute of the day
please don't turn away...

You call me Angel, love and so much more
with a love of such fury that I adore
please I command the last assault of the golden arrows
that will bring you back to me on these golden shores...

Just a simple plea for you and me
as I sit down to breakfast to see you leave
for the beginning of the day your brown eyes do bleed
with hunger and knowing I am here for you to see...

Debbie Brooks 2014
Simple Plea Is All it Was
Oct 2014 · 1.8k
Our Inborn Passion
Lips touched
passion sought
standing still listening
to our hearts, wanting so much
the others lives, so we will ever fall
drinking our fill of our dearest hearts
and then we must part, the pain we feel.....
That moment our lips wrote poetry
on the canvas of our hearts
from our eyes to kisses,
are a must, wanting
our passion
to the
fullest.

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 580
"Church Bells Rang"
Church Bells Rang from Heaven
on this sunny day,
as she stood one last time
feelings had become timeless
as she wanted to fly away ...

As death became the beauty of life
just one more line, like precious pearls
soft and pink, fall one by one
as the church bells began to ring ...

Immortality revealed
death had become a moment
as she flew away
with wings that flew around her
on that magic day ...

Standing in awe as the church bells rang
the warm breeze and not a cloud
as the music played, no more pain
not a tear was shed,
as she flew to a new life
she was an Angel today ...*

Debbie Brooks 2014
Inspired by Debbie Embrey and Deborah Renee
Oct 2014 · 733
Hello New Friend
Hello new Friend
thats what you are
so nice to see you again
I must admit I have searched
high and low...

Must be you are so nice
must be so wise
you share my words
with others time after time ...

So I say smile and smile
for a long long mile
thank you for being a blessings
in my life..


In a  thousands times of sand
holding hearts sublime
letting me know you are
just fine...

Blessings to you dear Gautham

Debbie Brooks
http://hellopoetry.com/Gautham-kandula/poems/popular/
dedicated to Gautham-Kandula.. for being the best... He shared my book event everywhere.. I thank you so much for being so nice..
AN Angel AND A Pair OF Shoes Book Launch Today ON Face Book From 12 Noon Central TO 4 PM/...
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I want to invite everyone to Meet  My friend and Author Kim Kruse Thompson
and Illustrator and friend Sannel Larson.....
book event today on Facebook
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come join us .. and win free free books and gifts..

and help raise money for the kids..
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Come have fun with us... get to know the Author and Illustrator and have fun..
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50 % OF THE Proceeds go to helping the Children..
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Come check us out today starts at noon today central time till 4pm

God Bless you all...
Debbie
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Oct 2014 · 1.1k
Somehow, Somewhere, Sometime
The injustice of this bit deep
Into her consciousness
Quite illogical to be so disadvantaged
A rough night....

Another death
That spelt failure in another case
Stripped by the willow
Serene in her calling.....

Secure in her sanatorium
Her slumber were as troubled
As those of Shakespeare’s King Richard the third
The night before the battle of Bosworth Field ...

Night wore on
Noises died down
As she sought some sleep
Quite the sensation....

That came between
A perfect repose
Heaven only knew
Then near darkness
Other disturbance emanating
With no flashing lights
She was playing on the wing
She was sure about that now....

She was bolted into the room’
As the Taurus had been shot down
With her unborn child
Playing on her mind
Diagonally in the dark
Books were everywhere
Notebooks with meaning
Hearts of evil...

He must be very near!
Near in time
Near in distance
Ready comprehension
Was At hand ...

What did he have in mind?
Moving to Milan
The eternal city of life....

If Nero had lived here
The roof terrace
Would be burning ...

What revelations lie ahead?
To our damaged life
Poetic justice
one more time
somehow someway sometime...

Will she live or die?*

Debbie Brooks 2014
The desire to be an individual is one of humans kinds deepest longest surpassed only by the will to survive!
Oct 2014 · 341
Pieces
Seeing you down by the brook and so
With musings in my mind
Pen in hand
I knew you were one of a kind ...

My heart bloomed
The love I saw left my soul
To crave more so low ...

We placed our love on hold
For a rainy day and a heavy load
The days flew and love that we knew
Seemed to fade as the days tumbled by ...

Roaming this universe
In a lonely crystal glass
That didn't last!
Eyes blind with tears
A face so still ...

It was your face,
It broke my heart
The love we knew
Hurt so real ...

Took pieces of me ...*

Debbie Brooks 2014
What would happen when you lost your love????
Oct 2014 · 414
I Thought I Was Your Only
It was a day like no other
The day of you and me
Think of hurt that played a part
Of so many nights before
Do you think running away will do any good?

Do what you like
Marbles can be found
Have you ever looked
At a picture
And after looking at it for a while
It moves
Looking in the darkness
One slip you are over the edge
Are you back there?

Hovering
When I was a kid I would dream
In sequence
Dreams conform to the notes
Then for a long time I didn’t dream at all
Then one night I fell asleep and I was in an amusement park
It was so real and there he was
Lurking and luring
Me to come
Laughing at my newness
Then there were his eyes
Deep cat blinders
The dream is out of control
I was running
Looking
Waiting
For the hurt
The pounding of the unloved
You were different , I thought I knew
I thought I was your only.....

Debbie Brooks 2014
If Only
Oct 2014 · 505
He Was So Right
The darkness encircled her
But light was around the corner
He was circling her
To give her a mighty bestowed...

Your beauty is like no other
I really want to know you
I am not like any other man
No matter your life, just give it a smile...

His kindness she knew, the wanting was no other
But she knew that it could never be
Although dreams seemed so real
Fantasies were bounding everywhere....

He guides her with a smile so dear,
She smiles back, to the light
So faint yet near is he,
Sending vibes of loving kindness he appears....

He climbs up to sit for a while
And then he rides away,
He has another life you see
Only a friend she can be....

Her heart is broken
She smiles her sad smile
Maybe one day
She will hear his soft-spoken ....*

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 3.4k
I Travel Alone
Do you know me now
As I travel alone....

The road I travel
I want all of you
Like the sea itself
Flowing beautifully
Endlessly....

From your own shores
If you knew me then
Will you know me now....

Like the land itself
Something hard
No lack of mysticism
Flood my lands with seas....

Not my mountains
Would you want to know more
My wandering tides
My wandering mind
Changing oh so silently
So vigorously
Never stop the flowing of our fragrant emotions....

As your rivers flow through me’
I have built dams’
Not to ban you away
To retain you’
When a time
We no longer exist
If only we meant the world
To each other....

As travel alone....

Debbie Brooks 2014
Yes darling I travel alone
Oct 2014 · 361
I remember the night
So young

So new to me

I found wanting to kiss

When

Temptation was flowing

I never thought I would

Let another touch me

But

I could never stay along

You were gone so long

As time marches on

I forgot

But I will never be the same

I lay down

To get you off my mind

Even time to time

I try to remember

Those long ago nights ...


You made love to me

Time to time

I see those lips

When I leaned on you ...


I realize now

I can make it on my own

No more hurting

Seems to be

For me to see

Till I get used to losing you

I may use the memory

Of knowing

Till I can make it on my own

Until I remembered the night ...



Debbie Brooks 2014
Time to move on
Oct 2014 · 3.7k
White Rose Of Aries
As we cocoon ourselves
We insulate life
That we love most
From the affection of our desire ...

The white rose
Of Aries
So beautiful to behold
The evil of destruction
Comes so bold ...

Trust on one another
Is so important
To do or die
Or cry ...

It’s a rare and precious time
To realize what we have gained
Not only love and friendship
But completeness of our souls ...

As the Story goes
They say when we are writing our words
The words we only see
When in truth we see it all ...

Seeing them again
Knowing they have that something special
We can’t help but see the stranger
That we have become ...*

Debbie Brooks 2014
What have we become?
Oct 2014 · 864
Whispers in the Rain..
I heard our song last night
it was your whispers in the rain
just one more time you held my hand
and you told me one last time, you loved
just me, and me only, our song held my heart
and made me cry for your love, that last night was
amazing, I knew I was lost, and I was found, when we
made love you fulfilled my every whim, when you were my man.
You didn't want to break my heart, you told me over and over
but I drifted and I didn't realize you were the world to me
you gave my heart a break, when i walked out of our
life, there were things we did not discuss, the heart
breaks, and singing of my life, with your words
that were whispers in the wind, I heard your
love and your touch in the day of our
hearts, Singing my soul so raw, so
new and being blue, looking for
love, with promises from
you ..

"listening for your whispers in the rain."*

Debbie Brooks 2014
I miss your whispers
Oct 2014 · 918
We Dance the Dance of Roses
A dance in the face of roses
rejoicing in each teardrop of the bud
making us more joyful with each light
dancing in the rain with each drop
that composes ...

From the burning of the gut
and the flow of the air
the blossoms follow them
from time to time in mind ...

Red roses flies all around
pink roses sing their tune
yellow knows their names
purple holds them down ...

Nothing can become more
delightful that pose,
as roses splashes down
a reflection of true love
stillness of their souls
loneliness of a world of nothing
after they cry their tears of joy
and dance the dance of roses...*

Debbie Brooks 2014
This is dedicated to all the love birds..
Oct 2014 · 308
Last Night
Ray of light, beams and cast away the night
shadows departing as you joined me so slowly
circling and waiting for the right moves...

Illusions fall away to heightened the consciousness
kissing the hurt so far away
with the rise and fall of our breaths
last evening was the perfect night
I listen for the silence , your breath so near
you are reaching for my form to bring me to you....

As twilight begins and birds start their song
the night was so magical and my mind set in stone
the day flows along, the dreams roll around
wanting to be into a new night, with my special love...

The dusk is here and I am where I belong
your arms are outstretched guiding me once again
You circle and guide following my look
this will be the night, you promise,
better than last one.....*

Debbie Brooks 2014
For My Love
Oct 2014 · 2.2k
My New Cookbook
I am so proud to announce my new cookbook

The Four Seasons

Let's cook, lets sing and shout
have fun with each recipe no doubt
oh I so hungry I have went all out
oh my I hope there is no drought...

I need my herbs thats in my garden
so please I cry let it rain, don't let it harden
oh yes dear Lord give me a pardon
where my veggies can grow but not random .....

To make all our foods
so delicious that they include
the best tastes that concludes
our hearts and stomachs so happy to alludes.....

Debbie Brooks 2014
http://www.lulu.com/shop/deborah-brooks-langford-friends/four-seasons-cook-book/paperback/product-21685371.html

I am on Amazon and kindle fire

I have four cookbooks published
Oct 2014 · 408
"Quenched"
Collaboration...Dee and Deborah Brooks

I was the scorched wasteland,
you the ravishing stream
my life, sparse
while yours teemed
my lips parched
while yours gleamed,
one drop water was all
that I had sought,
alas! That was too much
for you to part with…

I live on
as the deserted desert.


**You were scorched in my being
Sent my ravishing stream to drink
Kissed your lips that were parched
My love made you shimmer and gleam.

My tears real, splattered as raindrops
Your lonely hand reaching out
When the day we bid goodbye
In the deserted desert
Alone by ourselves…
The fine collaboration by Dee was
in response to his poem 'Drought'
Truly thankful to you
Dee... The finest friend anyone could ever have
Oct 2014 · 421
My Darling
Who will understand?
When the lilacs will be no more
When the river runs deep
Between the two hills that are so steep
Where the clouds have left the skies
Shows where our destination lies.....

My Darling
My feet are tired
And my eyes so weary
With my mind so dreary
The years have taken their toll
The disappointments so very long
Shall I go on? ...

My Darling
But here you are now
My hopes are not dashed
The time has come
With the vastness of space
Remembering the laughter
of the past
the love so real .....

My Darling
Wanting to bring the past
Into the reality
Just to see your face
One last time ....

My Darling
Who will understand,
The Love I have for you? ...

By: Debbie Brooks 2014.. @copywrite.
Who will understand love long past or life and it's tolls.. Who will understand?
Oct 2014 · 428
Her Shadow Is Closing
A beautiful butterfly you were
as all watched you from a far
standing by scented embers
with drug impaired eyes,
following by sips of red wine
at that given moment
you looked unsure of yourself
but all were so happy to offer their help...

Your tight hip-hugger pants
slid over your form
not a thing was wrong
could anyone see
oh how I wish I was you
on that rainy day..

Then one day, as years went by
you seemed so lost as I spied you far away
your hair seemed disheveled
your tears ran down lined pale face
the air didn't change as you floated around
like it did many moons before
my heart went to you
as I saw all the distressed...

Dear sister what happened?
did you fall on ill health
did your love fall by the wayside
did it break your heart?
The shadow is closing
a touch of loss still spoke
you murmured so softly
that not many days were
left to live much less pray....

Debbie Brooks 2014
This is for all us butterflies and our best friends in high school.. when we wanted to be them, and then years later when we see them they look so hard and afraid from all the drugs and hurt they had been through.
Oct 2014 · 481
I May Not BE Me
Finally, I see you in me
I look every day and find the same I see
everywhere I look there you are
okay let's talk girl to girl.....

Its taken me a long time to tell you I know
what has been going through my mind
so many days and months ago
it started the day I wanted to leave
and look for a better life like so many times before...

You see when I walked out that door
I left my heart and my very soul
I tore my life to little bitty shreds
the pain i have gone through
I can't comprehend....

Its been years-and years
of endless blackness nights
and now I am finally looking
at the me in you.....

I am asking can you help me girl?
since you are me and I am you..
.
Its been a few years since I saw my self
you left me laying on that bathroom floor
when I looked in the mirror I realized what was to be
the last time I looked she was so beautiful to see
Oh gee, oh me, that used to be me.....


Debbie Brooks 2014 @copywrite.
I may not be young, I may not be pretty, I may not be slim
but I am me, and I try very hard to be the best i can be....
Oct 2014 · 1.5k
Apart
"What brings us together pulls us apart"

Dripping words,
Pains of silence
Closed out, definitely alone
The past you cannot see
Crying pain....

Breath too shallow
Came from ringlets of devotion
Joined the old, with the new
Now forever gone, torn apart
Forevermore.............

Beautiful colors blowing away
Beautiful bridges that are after me
makes me turn my head once again
back to what I could have been ....

I don't want to fall apart
I don't want to cry and bleed
I just want to love you all
Please help me be myself again ...*

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 787
My Life As I Knew It
The time was young
To me so dear a time
Holding on to you
and my many maybe’s of tomorrows ...

A time when maybe just maybe
The abuse would stop ...

One day I knew I would escape
One day I knew the tears would stop
The hurting would turn to love
Bit by bit drowning in misery ...

He would come at night
Corner her... ...whisper death shall come to you
You speak a word
You will be no more ...

The hurt she endured
Waiting for the rescue
That never came
The sorrow of life
To follow her as the years went by ...

The sun would shine
She would run
To and fro
Looking for the love
Of long ago
That never came ...

Many years went by
Life’s destroyed
Hurts marred to the soul
Crying never ended
Hard heart seem to live free
There was no ease from the deep
Of the forgotten world
Of yesteryear's ...

Pain should have been love
Sorrow turned to laughter
But the darkness seeped in
Destroying the kisses...

The moments of tomorrows to come
Maybe one more day will not be blocked
This is my life as I knew it ...

For this is the last day of my life
As I knew it ....not any more ...

Sorrow and hurt can destroy one's soul.. Darkness can seep in.. Guard your hearts my friends.

By Debbie Brooks 2014 @copywrite.
This is dedicated to all that have been abused and hoping and praying for help to come
Oct 2014 · 866
Moments- Brevity
I am in the moment
a moment of time
a creative light of being
with a fast achieving love
taking nothing for granted
not even the sun or stars can shine
with the hole in my heart
and the weakened soul
with a love of enchantment
a cry that claims me
one more moment of time....

Debbie Brooks 2014 - @ copywrite
Oct 2014 · 1.4k
Hurt To Behold
How many hearts will die tonight
from the hurt you threw around
don't you care for others pain,
in the darkness which cannot see ...

Our fire consumed for a while
it evaded our hearts and made us smile
now tears well up, because I just don't know
friendship is vacant for me, I cry ...

Dear old man, i heard your stories
more than once, tell me, yes tell me
why you make me cry, your lies are building
you are hate, you wrote yourself to death for a while...

Because nothing ever goes as planned
your cold hard heart that incurs the indignity
of everyone that knows, how you are letting go
your life, and love, for nothing but greed and no smile ...

Debbie Brooks 2014 @copywrite..
this is for those that throw friendship away
Oct 2014 · 408
Shadows of Time
Shadows of Disappointments..
Flowers life to the fullest
Never understanding
The outcomes of fate
Shadows slink across the yard
Life comes to an end
Crying tears of life
On a silent bridge
In a world of make believe
And all the pain
With deaf ears and more of the same
Seems so norm
charade continues on
Where shadows have names
No more to blame..*

By Debbie Brooks 2014 @copywrite..
Life has so many disappointments whose to blame?
Oct 2014 · 1.2k
Oh Disillusion Me
Sorrow weeps, small happiness creeps
Remorse afloat, in my silk coat
Emptiness appears, silence leers
Fading shadow, far below
Begging forgiveness, lots of emptiness............

Cemented dreams, gone to extremes
Song of despair, not knowing I care
Tears grabbing, hands jabbing
Wisps of cries, light up the sky..............


Eyes pleading, heart bleeding
Passion is no more, try to ignore
Breath held, try to expel
Life is gone, not so brawn............


Holding lifeless, so breathless
Sobs of redemption, seize upon preemption
Full fledged devastation, marks no exemption
Temptress aching, no remaking.......


Oh Disillusion Me....*

Debbie Brooks 2014 @copywrite..
Through sorrow, through death, life is gone, holds no tears.
Oct 2014 · 408
No One Knows Her Name
Her head bent down, a hole in her chest
unfulfilled by love that doesn't exist
her search seems to have no meaning
wanting so deeply to be hugged
to survive

She is flushed, eyes wet
teardrops roll her face
saving every one to soak her skin
so that she can shed them once again
she cries

Her hair draped around her face
she feels undesirable
unwanted and losing her reality
longs to be part of the one she searches for
she waits

Looking in the mirror she disbelieves
as the pitch black of night covers her guiding light
her search is unworthy of being the one of his dreams
she feels it doesn't matter
she climbs

Still dreaming, even with doubt, or with meaning
was it truth or falsity
wanting the dream to be real
as it fades into the clouds
to die

With head bent down
dreams gone
words that don't last
teas dried up
lost

No One Knows Her Name


Debbie Brooks 2014 @copywrite...
Oct 2014 · 1.2k
Abbey Road
Oh Abbey Road
who has walked your heart
singing from way back then
only the most famous of all
only to end with Let It Be
and please Just Imagine in 1969...

John, you wouldn't have many years left
your birthday came and we always loved
Paul, you will continue to sing your heart
and fly with Wings
Ringo, Sweet Sixteen, Your beautiful
and your mine
George singing to your SWEET LORD ...

We miss you John, its your birthday
your words are still magic, as we follow
you down Abbey Lane....although a bullet
took you away that FATEFUL day
December 8, 1980.

It left holes in our hearts
The torture, the publicity and Beatle mania'
took a toll, your life had an aura, you would come
on and perform a miracle just one last time
as we follow you down Abbey Lane and the Yoga
acid trip ...

Happy Birthday dear John
you are sooooo missed .

Debbie
http://www.thebeatles.com/album/abbey-road
Oct 2014 · 1.3k
A Rose For Thee
The beauty I see when I look at thee
with your solitary tear down your cheek
hypnotizes our hearts and makes us cry
as we touch the dampness as our gaze collides ...

I can see your longing in your words of poetry
of beauty you write each and every night
through moonlight midnight lingering in a trance
we hand you a rose to your distant glance ...

Facing your heaven waiting for the prize
holding your heart on your sleeve
tears of sorrow we can feel
your the beauty we see in your painted sky ...

Behold our aurora entranced we are
shimmer of energy on gentle wind
exploding radiant that you stand
peace overcomes in the gift of your dance ...

Dear Poetess's, here is a simple rose
you deserve more I hope it grows
one day someone will come in your life
a prophetic dream will make your day....

To my lovely poetess friends and to the ones that read every day..
You've got a friend

Debbie Brooks 2014
Dedicated to all the lovely lady poetess's here on HELLO POETRY
I could list all your names but I don't want to forget anyone...
ERENN
RUPAL
HILDA
Keaoss
Weeping Willow
La poesía de mi vida
las palabras en
los labios de mi corazón el suyo no sólo reflexiones de
uno al otro en los espejos de ayer...
Nuestros dos mundos oscuros habían chocado
lanzando estrellas brillantes a los mares
de iluminar un torturado luz para los demás
para ver
en el centro de las estrellas
nuestra existencia lleva los besos a mi pecho
nuestros sueños trae risas en nuestra cama.
Nuestros años llorando
las lágrimas
de tantos temores...


Weeping My Years


The poetry of my life
words scratched into my heart
lips of yours not merely reflections
of one another in the mirrors of yesterday...
Our two dark worlds had collided
throwing bright stars to the seas
lighting a tortured light
for others to see
****** in the center of stars
our existence brings the kisses to my breast
our dreams brings laughter in our bed.
Weeping our years
the tears
so many fears...


Debbie Brooks 2014
To all who weep Poetry
Oct 2014 · 414
Weeping Your Poetry
Inside of us you should always reign
with poetry given the main game
the lamenting heart of a stars heart
like chorus in a distant land
echoing through your star lite chamber
Compassionate parts of poetry of tomorrow...

Capable of infinite sorrow
expressive eyes that see
such kindness
as much as me...

To be special in an indifferent world
makes no difference in your million years
In the mire of your worlds
you hang on to every syllable
when hurt comes in shades
you write and weep in your poetry...

A poet's life, not understood
many shake their heads and go
as each poet's days on paper are born
carrying a message to another's day
the immortal message maker of beauty
fires the souls of God's art, that cries for me...

Through my poetry my heart has grown
contacts are many that share their life
seek their poetry through each strife
sweet to all our visions giving air of love
surrounded by a blazing sphere of sweet doves ...*

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 2.3k
Spoken Streams of Insanity
Crude-fashioned like grandma's cookies
from Gold member's lips are best put down,
kisses that are mighty sound
ignored like day and assigned as ignorance.
Although the beggar dreams of the Old Design,
pangs of the new stupidity can’t subdue
a crown (of thorns perhaps, or stick and stones).
But protest words?
that are abound...

That cool dominion summons
but a few to service. Effective prose will act
and do no less
upon the herds as great solutions.
Moxie can isolate the owner's
my way or the highway, let's be friends
mentality with a beyond itself right-of-place.

Vote against this bruising insanity.
Just in case.

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 2.2k
Imperfection Visible
He stood before her
Imperfection visible
In long drawn out prose
With sentences and paragraphs
That seemed longer than earth
She smiles and kissed life
And remembered pain
The sun drops cuts from its sting
Yet they drift
A thousand miles away;

Her words dissolve like a broken record
Distracted with failing light
Each drop of them
Is collected
Natures gift to those who come
To put out the shimmering fires of the
Life of thine.
A rhythmic melody of light and sound
As the touch of them
Bestows her;

The kiss was bitter at first
The shyness over took them
Then it was nourished
And then was strong
As her imperfections were visible..*

Debbie Brooks 2014
dedicated to my new friend.
Michael Haile
I challenge you to answer it..
Oct 2014 · 709
Walking With Vincent
Walking through your minds eye
your strokes are a mighty flush
holding our hearten thoughts
to blend with yours
as we go by....
Vincent, your mighty brain
sees the world as no one can
brilliance was the day
you decided
to paint....
Your strokes glamour the poor
the trees and leaves devour once more
walking through time makes one see, how mighty
may your system thus carry on and be, in your task at hand
that we may understand, walking through your paintings once
in your mind's eye..sealed shut in a great life changed our lives forever...
Drawing your curtain for all to see
your love of stillness returned
hushed as the forest
as a strange cry
as we walk
willingly
Vincent.....
Paint from the grave side
paint from the moors
hold our hearts
so lovingly
Vincent
Van
Gogh....
Debbie Brooks 2014
http://www.vangoghgallery.com/painting/
Oct 2014 · 423
Portrait of a Solid Boy Man
He was alone
Needed help from above
Holding on to the reality
Of being on his own
No love in sight
Left one night

A decision
That’s haunted
The heart of his strife
Standing on the corner
Trying to hide from sight

Being homeless
But really just a boy
Not a pretty life
Crossroad of time
Held back by tears

Seeing all with the laughter and cheer
Not caring for others
Not seeing the pain!
A small child hiding from thee
With tears falling in pain from within
Hoping life would go on without him..

Looking up to see the stars
Crying tears of longing
Seeing light from something above
The cold was turning him blue
Tears frozen were new
Marks of pain was visible
Stripes of blood defined
Splashing through the stream
Crushing in the snow
So much more complicated was he!

Wishes are smashed
Lives ruined
He didn’t want to exist
Seconds, minutes of the day
Means so much
As the boy man held out his hand
Wanting and needing but not knowing what to do!

Not having a *** nor having a cent
He realized he could offer love
Like so many had before
Life was upon them
Hope was his name
Hoping it would be the same!

Little one looked up and saw the hand
Thinking he was an Angel sent from above
Smile showed his teeth weakness began
Coldness over took
Them both that night
As they made their flight
Into the starry sky!

Meeting the Angels
That greeted them from beyond
Singing glory hallelujah
For all time!

He was but a portrait of a solid boy man
Who wanted to give the love
He never had!

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 424
There You Are
Its been a while
but then there you are
High atop the hill
Overlooking my heart
You stand there with tender hands
Ready to caress my pain within ...

You said... Life is funny
We love laugh and cry,
But its not worth while if your not in it ...

I considered you my friend'
Maybe a Lancelot or Casanova?
You called when you were blue
A joy to hear your voice on the other end ...

Calming my storm, within
I close my eyes once again
Unsound
You are still in love I suppose ...

We will talk for hours
And my heart stands still
Laughter will sound from my side
My smile is weak, I must not cry ...

There is a longing there you know
A longing for what we had
Maybe it wasn't so bad ...

Empty this house
I sit alone
Pondering what went wrong
And there you stand one more time
inviting my heart to carry on ...

Trying to find the nerve of how I feel
Alone it seems so unreal
I made up my mind, the day I view
I will tell you of my love for you ...

You ignore every word I say
How can I love the likes of you?
Tears rushing one more time
Maybe just maybe you will make a change....

Then there you are one more time
Offering me your strong hand
Holding my heart one last time
Knowing just knowing I will fold ...

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 1.7k
Ravage The Brain
Loneliness can ravage our lives
destroy the brain
hug our forms
knock us off our feet
when will the day come
for me to totally be free...

One stubborn poet,
one note orchestra.
let the New Design
be your guide ...

The times require no less.
The longing impossible
falling in one direction
towards the emptiness
of a long emotion
that ravages the brain....

Rank opinion
from poets
must subside
or else the rabble's
babble will defile
this poet's whim.
All spoken streams,
crude-fashioned
that ravaged the brain ...

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 443
And Still I Write
As I sat at my desk,
remembering the water fall
remembering you...

My muse rambled on and on,
I could not stop my words as they folded to you my love ...

My sin...
Showed one more time as I struggled with your touch.
You hid my heart in the winds of your world,
you found the tears on my cheek.
You never asked me what was wrong.
then you were gone,
which makes me cry to find you so unconcerned for my safety,
and so I write.....

But Darling your love makes me melt like rain,
our starving moon that weeps and weeps for our love to be
is lost one more time..
Why don't you love me anymore ...

You kept asking me and wanting my love
I gave you all of me
but the blessing are few unless I am in your arms
That's where the sin comes in
I don't want just a dream,
but your frozen magic that stills holds my destiny
my heart that bleeds crimson magic and even despair
I want your lips that call me princess, baby, my lady ....

Dear love...
I want your love your special touch that finds my soul,
that holds my tears in your eyes,
that kisses my breath in your mouth...
My ******* long for your matador,
and the moon at our backs,
hiding your hands,
holding me in your embrace
with lavender folding around our bodies,
kissing the dew of tears one last time...

Oh darling,
how you rained down on me slowly in poetry
now snow white rays of clarity that shows
that bed of river flowing in our quietude here ...

I love you darling,
oh so much....
Into me you bleed and moan,
our bed is on an edge of gold....

As our love in the rain,
that dropped millions of drops of you,
falling all around my body and kissing my body so new,
holding this side of light with sweet stars so bright ...
Yes those millions of drops of rain,
that falls on our bodies, as your kisses explore,
the image is brought forward in my dreams as I lay so spellbound
forevermore.......

Hello my love,
my darling,
I am curious to see how your heart Is holding up?
Seeing you standing there,
looking so grand in your black suit,
as I watch you... I realize that my tears don’t affect you anymore...

The sound of your breathing don’t become you,
although I know, It was the purest divine love that we had,
that was turning the wheel with divine blessings ...
It was a thousand high souls that night,
that I wrote,
with a million drops of you,
falling like rain between my life and yours.
then I looked at the rays of midnight sun..
Yet you are gone now..

What did I do wrong?
And I still write...*

Debbie Brooks 2014
mots simples ils ne écrire des mots
d'amour que sérénade
métissage, sur la
musique breeze tombe pleurant
murmure d'amour
à suivre la lecture de la berceuse
de leur chère notes
par les anges, qui écrit dans
le ciel ...

Leur beauté en porcelaine
pour tous à voir
oblige une swift stride
qui ne peut cacher
qu'ils partagent leur coeur
en vol ludique
qu'ils écrivent dans le ciel ...


Angels Write In the Sky

Simple words they do write
words of love that serenades
mingling, on the breeze
music falls weeping
whispering of love
to follow the lullaby
from their cherished notes
by the angels,
writing in the sky ....

Their porcelain beauty
for all to see
compels a swift stride
that cannot hide
they share they hearts
in playful flight
as they write in the sky...

Debbie Brooks 2014
Tout comme la musique classique, la poésie ne doit pas forcément être ennuyeuse et confinée dans des endroits guindés réservés aux spécialistes.
Qu'écririez-vous sur un mur, sur une porte de garage, sur le trottoir, dans le ciel ?
What would you write on a wall, on a garage door, on the sidewalk, in the sky ?

Pour ceux qui écrivent en Français ...
For those who write in French ...
Oct 2014 · 244
Praying Roses
Your my dream on earth
Being alive
Nourished and connected
Flying high
Among the Stars
Are the meadow of my roses...

For me its among the meadows
Praying for the mighty One
As far back as I can remember
It is thee who brings raindrops
To my troubled mind
Sitting among the roses....

For me the delight of sweet nectar
Blooming among the stars of heaven
Starts calling out my name
With the breeze of victory
Let's me bask and play again
Kissing the breath of my roses....

With every twist and turn
The roses teach me to love
With every visit love is here to stay
Like the warmth of the lover's heart
That gives the gift of acceptance
With tears of warmth within the roses....

My story to the world is felt
Praying roses
Offers me a chance
Where my next journey lies
Inviting me to hold and caress
The story of my roses....*

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 398
Bathing In Our Needs
I kiss the thoughts of memories

You were disturbingly calm

And you seemed

so indifferent...


This is to let you know

My love is still there

No matter what

I’ll always love you....


I’d give anything to make you

Feel the way you used to.

You caught me suddenly and I knew

I wish I could make you understand....


The feelings inside my mind about you

I’m so confused. I’m sorry if I hurt you.

I stay awake at night,

Trying to understand what happen...


I just wish that you could understand

What I'm going through.

Like a hallowed spot my dear

As I stare at the moon...


My soul wishes

Things would go back to normal

So we could talk like we used to.

You’re my only haven....


And now the mountain glows

As I dodge the clouds of awkwardness

And the tears of forgiveness

Doesn’t mean a thing....


When I don’t have my true love

Nothing can escape

For he lies beyond me

Just know the word is love....


And the melody of the stars

Used to sing our tune

Of heavens that might have been....


So bathing in our needs

That we might have been

In our veils of light....


Yes, you were a scared lover

That's what you were

Your look will be in my image

So maybe just maybe

Tonight this night might be the one of

All nights.....


Maybe one day my love, my heart and yours will be one, but just know the spirits of our hearts will be forever more…

Just maybe one day

My love,

We will be bathing in our spiritual needs!*


Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 291
Momma Said
Lift your head from the gravel pain
Momma said, lift your hand to make a better day...

Mamma said, tomorrow will be a better way
the pain will leave once you leave the ivory places of your mind
write your life with a pen of iron
let your words be weighed on a scale of riches
that speaks to the amorous heart that whispers
on tablets of passion which lay bare....

Mamma said, his love will stay
just make him happy in his place
let him have his fill in the sweet air....

Well Momma, life has been up and down
kind of beat me up
he left and found another
but it's alright love has come again
as he joins me in my being
holds my heart in his hands
makes me want to stay in this sweet air
of romance and love that has begun...

Dear Momma, Us women need a refuge
When we have lost our way
A place of retreat
A moment of love
Gracious Kiss
From a precious heart
Kisses from high
Keeps me coming back
To Romance and love that has begun....

My sweet Momma, there is love once again ...

Debbie Brooks 2014
Oct 2014 · 241
The Written Word I Love You
Our bed comforts me in such moments of loving embrace
where two skins share holy camaraderie
the world is ours in living lights of beauty
of I Love You's....

Breathing the moments we share
O the spark of Love
the sweet surrender
that blesses the heavens above....

Bathing in the spiritual seas of you
so you can hold my ****** hand
where the flesh will lie
and the kiss will explode....
With our written words of I LOVE YOU!!!!!



DEBBIE BROOKS 2014
Oct 2014 · 512
La Ragazza e la Musa
Her Heart forever is lost in beauty
as her muse spun celestial grace
among the flowers her beauty out shown
all that once stood unshaken is now her love song
that will inflame her destiny as it is written...

Head bowed among her lovely thoughts
where the light of love adds fuel to the fire
should she hold the new world in her heart
as she lends her spirt restfully
as the mortal in her stretches with a flair....

La ragazza e la Musa, the girl and her muse
sing a mighty tune, in her words of a veil form
that her spirit lives as her colors breathe ...*

Debbie Brooks 2014
https://soundcloud.com/kerstin-centervall/la-ragazza-e-la-musa
I want to thank everyone on Hello Poetry for making me feel so welcome .. I am new here and I feel like I have been here forever.. and its all of you that have received me with open arms ..
there are so many of you
Rapal was the first one
Dee
Michael K. Thompson
DePoet
Firefly
Carl Joseph Roberts
Rhymesmith
Jack
Christopher K. Bayliss
Joseph Paris
and so many others..
I just want to say thank you
Each season comes and goes, the beauty of it all

The storms of life, make me sit upright

The tears that are shed and they hold me tight

Takes my heart, makes me fight

As the moon rises, and wind blows long

I am tucked in bed, and I know just know...

Debbie


There is a reason for every season

nothing everlasting, yet we cling

every storm, followed by a calm

the seed that breaks, only sprouts

the heart that breaks, germinates

But for you and me... No season, no reason...


Rupal

The path I take, will always be the wind mills

Of time, but my heart can only take so much

As each time I am shoved from these trying times

I beg I cry, to let me find, let me die

but then I see words in the sky that show me

how my friends, how the world can be

and then there was you, a dear sweet friend

from across the world but so near to me ...

Debbie

Familiar paths I will not choose

neither follow nor will lead

People come, people go...

Maybe reason, maybe season

It's not per chance you and I met my friend

HE.. who knows what I need, before I know

Sent me a friend, so near, so dear

And Just a click away...


Rupal

By: Debbie Brooks and Rupal
Thank you dear friend Rapal . for begin so nice to me since day one... and for this collaboration..
http://hellopoetry.com/dreamer/
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