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1.3k · Sep 2014
Lost
People are laughing
as I sit and cry
mocking the fun
destroying my passion
can you see the destruction
of the lost.....

Come with me with an unturned,
unfortunate lust
seeking the passion that never should be
bring with you a soul of truth
and your unknown love
a heart or two
a smile
as a tree of life
are the lost....

Time to time, without end in sight
take hold of walls,
crumble to the ground
endless desire of the unknown
we cheer as one
one heaven for two
for the very lost ....

We are lost ....

Debbie Brooks 2014
1.3k · Oct 2014
Her Name was Princess
"It's coming on the end of August,
Another Summer's promise almost gone.
And I heard some wise man say,
That every dog should have his day.
He never mentioned that these dog days get so long."



"It's coming on the end of August,
Another Summer's promise almost gone.
And I heard some wise man say,
That every dog should have his day.
He never mentioned that these dog days get so long."


It was the end of summer, long long hot days maybe they would start fading, maybe the beach had something else in mind.

It had started out as a nice day.

Katlin's beauty was very noticeable, everyone that came in contact with her, felt drawn to her not only by her beauty but her persona, she loved people and people loved her. Her long blond hair flowed perfect around her shoulders, deep golden blue eyes made all men stop in their tracks. Although she had such beauty she had only one man in mind, and he called her princess.

Katlin saw the weather report it looked like bad weather was coming. She waited most of the day waiting and waiting for her love to get back.
And then....
The stars were blinking as she walked by
The landscape was loyal to her
Down in South Padre’s Island
Where they built their life of long ago...

In a way Dean, was glad of the surprised meeting he had with Katlin. Never expecting such a beauty would look at him and thanked his stars that she did. Their meeting per chance…him  looking at houses on the Island, she the realtor.  After dating for a while, he wished to move in with her, if she would only let him, her husband having passed away six months earlier.

Katlin was watching the weather report she realized they were going to have a bad storm . It was coming their way.
Startled by its ferocity, getting scared, she realized she couldn’t wait any longer. She started throwing things into the car keeping an eye, looking out for Dean.
It had been so long! Knowing if she lost him now she realized that it would break her heart.
The billowing wind was whistling past the palm trees, she had to hurry.
Walking on to their boat’s deck, she looked at the ocean and she couldn’t believe what she saw.
People were out surfing.
What was wrong with these people? With an urge welling in her to walk, she didn't want to get in that car. Maybe if she did walk Dean would be back soon… So walk she did
A new life was waiting for her
If only she would inhale
The tides of her life
A drug of a memory haunted her
Mirrored in pirouette
On South Padre Island
She was a Princess in His eyes
But everything felt strange


The wind was picking up, blowing the trees.
She was downright scared
As the sand hit the air it was thick with surf, she could feel it against her skin this cool evening. She knew she had to find her way back home. She knew that the wind now turning into a hurricane was headed her way. She had to get off this island. She wondered why she stayed so long on the beach.
As she was running, trying to find shelter she ran by the bathrooms near the beach… Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed her and pulled her inside. She gasped and was shocked when she  came face to face with a strange man. In fact, he scared her. She realized the man was around her age and the wind had weathered him. A closer look, his appearance was actually pleasing. His sandy blond hair and green eyes were piercing.
Though she felt uncomfortable, but couldn't take her eyes off of him.
Gasping still, he dropped his hands from her body and looked into her eyes.
"I hope you are alright, and please don't be scared." He told her in a gentle voice.
His voice was reassuring, calming her tattered nerves.
"I am fine but scared, we need to get to a better shelter, the hurricane is coming and we are not safe." Mustering courage, she did not have time for tears.
Katlin tried looking down the beach from the bathroom shelter, hoping to see Dave, knowing well that he was somewhere else safe.
She wondered where he could be. Why didn't he come, get her, so they could have left? She tried his cell phone, no answer. What was going on?
She turned around and saw the stranger staring at her. "Sorry I thought I would be able to get my phone to work. But it is no use."
The wind sounded like a banshee, the waves getting bigger, water splashing into the bathroom. Wanting to step out, the hands held her firmly by the arm.
"Where are you going? You do not have a chance out there." He yelled at her.
She yelled back, "We do not have a chance in here."
He wouldn't let go of her and pressed his body against hers… and then they were on the floor with his body on hers. When the water started getting deeper, he pulled her against the wall out of the water. She felt they didn't have a chance.
She realized his hands were not where they were supposed to be. She didn't hear the wind anymore and she didn't feel the water rising. All she felt was his hands and the look in his eyes. Was she going to die in this man's arms? A man she had no idea who he was?
It felt like hours, but his lips tasted so good and she was so scared and for some reason she felt safe. She wanted him, and she knew she wanted her.
For a moment, he stopped what he was doing and looked in her eyes and whispered in her ear, "I am sorry, but I need you, may I have you this last hour of our life?"
She couldn't help herself, if she lived another hour, she knew she wanted this man too. She nodded yes and whispered I want you too.
As the water rose so did their temperatures,  the heat between them becoming intense. Her mind going blank, as his hands explored her body. It was at that moment both knew they had reached where only they could, with spasms of desire flowing between them...
The heat brought them to another level, when the wind stopped, they stopped, looking at each other.
Total silence…the eye of the storm.
He stepped back and looked at her and murmured "I am so sorry, I feel like I was ****** you and that is not who I am."
Katlin gasped and let out a cry and started running. Ran out of the bathroom and ran some more.
Then she remembered her love once more.
Where was her love? She had a nasty feeling. She found her car. Nearly in tears, as she started driving away trying to get off the island and looking for Dean's Jeep at the same time.
Driving from one end of the island to the other in bumper to bumper traffic, her hands were shaking, the winds were picking up again, whipping everything. She saw things flying and she was scared.
She decided to get off the main road and drive towards the beach once again when she saw a jeep turned upside down. Nearly freezing with fear, pulled off the side of the road and ran to see who it was. It was raining again, raining so hard the wind was worse than ever. It kept pushing her back and sideways, finally after it seemed like an eternity she reached the jeep and saw Dean  upside down and he was bleeding.
Katlin screamed Dean's name. She tried pulling him out but could not budge him. Then before she knew it, there were other people there working trying to get him out. Then next, waves were crashing and the wind so violent…she was pushed with her head hitting the car fender. As she blacked out she remembered her love.
Death Was Here....
The Death that was coming was going to be no more.
The pain would be gone
This day
You must let go
Of all the things you
Own
You cannot hold fast
For the colors fade
And light is gone
The world
Itself
Will spin
And there will be another day
But this day is gone
Lives would be gone this day!

Dean was gone. With time elapsing, Katlin tried to forget that frightening day, the howling wind and the rain, but what she couldn't forget was the man she met for brief moments, in the bathroom, those moments that would haunt her.
Sitting at Dave’s graveside, Katlin felt someone staring. As she looked, in the distance under the yew tree saw the shadow of a man. The man she knew only briefly, a man she wanted to know more of. Had he saved her life?
Then he was gone...

Debbie Brooks 2014
1.2k · Sep 2014
What is a Sonnet
Sonnet is love
sonnet is rhyme'
metaphorical pattern
so much sublime

Popular with poets
the Elizabethans too
used it to woo
their mistresses so few

John Donne,
catching the spirit of the Jacobean age
his need to express his love for his wife,
Anne

Expression of religious passion
and simply reflections of death
The Victorians
and so many more

Elizabeth Barrett Browning,
the Rossettis,
and George Meredith
were so new

American poets noted
Longfellow,
E. A. Robinson,
Elinor Wylie, and Edna St. Vincent Millay.

Sonnets make us sing
makes us laugh
cry with saving grace
universal themes of love ....

Keep writing those sonnets
all you wonderful
poets
that we all adore...

As Rupal says,
Wordsworth too..
Debbie Brooks- 2014
1.2k · Jun 2015
The Roving Poet's Pen
A poet's pen is a wonder to behold.....
it never sleeps..

It goes to bed hungry anxiously ready to wake up and write again.. ..
Wants only to make its thirst quenched when it never can
holds on to the tomorrows and cannot forget the past.
Writes with love and pain and sometimes hatred
to satisfy the hurt that life can cause AND LAST.....

Hold that Poet's pen
hold it to your heart
to sing its praises
that cannot take a flight
sings of many sorrows
never to see the light of day
buried in many hearts.....

The prisons of come what may
The roving poet
sings of yesterday
crying of tomorrows
which will never come
the Poet's pen never rests with tears to hold it on.......

Debbie Brooks
This is dedicated to all you awesome poets and poetess's .. our feelings are deep... Our joys and heartaches we wear on our sleeves.. but in the end we are poets and we love to write...
1.2k · May 2016
The Moan
The light of heaven is flooding the earth
the depths of divine love flows through each birth
let us connect within each others hearts
at the moment with two to choose from the arts~

There stood their souls among the falling
dawn sat before the sunrise forestalling
as the moans were the deepest as they arose
the hurt is vulnerable like a black rose
in the forest that came way down deep alone
was the moan~

Dew drops in the dawn weighs down the petals
darkness, lightening, flames, in the fire of metals
burns deeply in the consciousness and flames
the wrath and anger can be felt that blames,
can reign deep in your bones
as the Storm brings the unconscious so alone
as it moans~

debbie
1.2k · Oct 2014
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
1.2k · May 2015
The Music Plays- Lets Dance
Her eyes pull you to her.. her lips kiss the air you breath
you feel the notes falling around your mind
and you can't wait to take her right there
where she stands... Let's dance .. and then
you take her to the moon...

She sings so seductively  ~~ come let's dance
the music sways through your bones
her hair plays around her face
her lips beckon to please come on
swaying to the music on the radio
her body would become the dance
her hands would follow every inch
of her love ...as you longed for every inch of her....

But dont break her heart.. you would tremble
you would cry for her...she entices you so long
you would ache and know she is falling fast
as you tremble, the music plays and she pulls
you along, don't be long man, you are where you belong...

You feel her breath on your cheek and you sway with every feeling
as your body molds into hers.... you take her on the dance floor
your body cannot take it anymore...

Debbie
http://www.reverbnation.com/evanthiabilionis/song/22465237-lets-dance-raw-late-nite-take?1336410755
This is dedicated to my friend Evanthia Bilionis /and her songs... she sings so wonderful and seductively listening to this song.. I could imagine me singing to my love and him taking me right then and there..lol ..oh I can dream right??
1.1k · Sep 2014
Vision Of Tomorrows
From the time of Adam and Eve
springs visions of the tomorrows and make believes
with a beauty from the beginning of space and social climb
we have floated through space and time ...

Through every reminiscence of what might could be
stand wonders of years and centuries that couldn't agree
reaching for the stars, making love on the Milky Way
or laughing and splashing, in our silky shores array ...

Tunnel to tunnel, without end, near that might
light fades, with no candlelight in sight
The dark resides with the blue earth beneath
with spinning wheals flying high that leaves ...

It comes without notice, nor bleak or weight of time
life will run as one with hearts to carry that begins crime
nor guilt or pride, nations stand in to block
with visions of tomorrows, take hold of walls that antilock ...

Debbie Brooks 2014
1.1k · Oct 2014
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.
1.1k · Sep 2014
Childlike
Give us this day
enchantment
fantasy
visions of mountains
towering
compelling
symbol of strength
believing
forever seeing
childlike
innocence
mixed with truth

Debbie Brooks 2014
1.0k · Sep 2014
Silent Nights
One shade of the moon

Had impaired the nameless heart

On ones cheek

Ever so sweetly paired

Tells of days of goodness spent

With ink and pen to write

Ones woes

To sit so lovingly in the know

Wandering lonely in a crowd

The coldness coming over me

Twenty years past my eyes grown weary

Watching not quite so dim’

As these silent nights walk in beauty....


Enemy faints as things remain the same’

Silent night’s strikes the lame

Surrounded in mounds of oceans of grace

O my soul I stand amazed!

Selecting my own society

Till I shut the door from fools

Till I could not see

The fool I had become to be!

Debbie Brooks 2014
"You are the brave who do not break

In the grip of the mob when the blow comes straight’

To the shattered bone; when the sockets shriek;

When your arms lie twisted under your back

Good men holding their courage slack

In their frightened pockets see how weak

The work that is done: and feel the weight

Of your blood on the ground for their spirits sake:

And build their anger, stone on stone:

Each silently, but not alone!"

By: Raymond R. Patterson
1.0k · Jun 2015
Eyes Of Brown -- Sonnet
I lay in your arms my brown eyed man'
your gaze moulding mine like clay
seamless my breathe moves like sand
melting, in your arms I stay....

Helpless by your side I shall sway
breathless i look through velvet skies
selfless you stay by my side
Brown eyes, I know you tell no lies....

Lifeless now your brown eyes gaze above the stars
forever we are in heaven's arms that nest
cold and wet like the moon's scars
endless now your brown eyes are above the rest.....

My brown eyed man..

Debbie
1.0k · Jun 2016
I Wish I Was Strong..
My skin is slowly dying, untouchable
Makes me eternal in my soul
My strength has fallen away~

I feel the darkness
The Sweetness, the lullabies
Dusk have it flirting with blackness
Time will tell~

All the trembling
The promises like my prayers
Needs the darkness
Need the whispers of the night~

I feel the darkness
In my soul, shed blindness to witness
Shared color of blackness
Just one more time~

Darkness lingers over my body
Through a flicker like a memory
Searing through the corner of my bones
Fears and joys and smiles, please just one more time~

Make me feel the light
Just one more time
then maybe I could be strong~**

Brooke Dylan @
this was inspired by a friend of mine .. his Poem **"My Strength is Gone"**
1.0k · Oct 2014
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!
She hears the heavy tread of his shoes,
carrying the weight of his mighty
shoulders,
is her sad and trodden Solitary Man~

Hurt by life’s emotions
she has traveled so far
found love once -
with this Solitary man~

One more journey
to seek his vision
and love
she looks for her
Solitary man~

But she knows the answers
already given to her lonely heart
as she travels his roads
her heart looks for him
to return to her arms
her Solitary man~

it is only a matter of time
till her solitary man
finds his way
to her bleeding heart
crushed at the sight
of Her Lonely Solitary Man~

Is it to late?
the love that once has been
is now down a lonely path
trodden with tears
to her Soliatry Man~

Debbie Brooks.. @ October 27th 2016
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993 · May 2015
MY Dearest Darling
I send you my heart, in the words of this poem
please catch my dreams, in the starry sky
they are straight from my heart,
did you see the moon crying out our names
knowing our desires from afar
hanging from our sleeves
do you see Venus calling our souls
oh Dear Darling, what my heart did to me
when you had to leave...
Did my heart mention that I was foolish and cried
I was mistaking you for a star... I do not know why
except in my eyes you shine so brightly, I worship
you from afar...
My mind was clouded my eyes could not focus clear
for they had the tides of Neptune so concentrated
within a tear...
You see my darling, my love is true, since I met you
I fell in love that very night, when you said hello...
I want you with all our unbridled desires
in my innocence you once said, that arrives
with the springtime and just like our forbidden fruit
please become my final meal....
I try and compose melodies in those red creases of our hearts
as I remain inspired while I awake your awakening
even my skin lusts for your explicit touch...
As murmurs of combined passion become tidal waves
our souls are the split between the framework and doors
and I wonder unescorted through our Fragant Gardens of life....
My Darling, I send you this letter tucked inside my heart
I love you dearly I hope you see~
_________________

Deare­st, I answer your words
Your heart is dreaming a beautiful dream
With moon and the stars in your eyes
Your mind is filled with ecstasy
You are a woman in love - no alibi's ~
In the garden among the blossoms
You make the flowers blush .
In the bedroom you exhibit innocence
Until as a woman you experience the ultimate rush.
Lust is a powerful force
Awakening the beast with two backs
Sometimes giving you the courage
The other woman in you lacks -
Today a letter came from your world
Words of love shining like wet ink on the page
You wow all of my senses
Graceful - like a star on my stage ~
Your Love~
993 · Sep 2014
A Free Spirit Was She
Dreaming of warmer days,
Walking hand in hand through the sand,
With the one she loves.
She was a free spirit....

Who could understand
People come and go.
Who is left? Who is she?
Sitting down among the stars..

Crying into the wind,
Wanting what her heart yearns
For and having trouble giving in.
Wrapping her soul in the hands of her maker....

Crying to her Lord.
One day soon.. One day soon…

He whispers to her soul....

This day she was a free Spirit.
A spirit was she…..

This day came just like before
A visitor like no other she knew no more
The mystery of her past came flowing gently forth
Singing like an old shoe that would be drowning her soul...

The labor was too much as her hands would bleed
As she tried and tried again to nail herself to heaven
The words seemed scrambled
Falling from the earth....

Hearing the laughter flowing oh so gently
As she sang so softly to ears of no one
Bleeding from head to toe
Just wanting to hear the words
'I love you'....

Hearts break and bend
On those special days
Bursting with sadness
That can only begin...

Looking at the past
The future to come
This day
She was one free spirit and there were more to come……


Debbie Brooks 2014
985 · Oct 2014
Her Haunting Desire
She lies in her bed, listening to the morning sounds
O the morning sun rose so elegantly
As her feet hit the floor
Her head is pounding from the nights lights
Wondering how she got home....

Trying to drink her sorrow away
One more drink did her in
The portal that penetrates her thoughts ...

Was a man of means she dreamed
A man of distinction so fine.....

Her secret desires and fantasies
Flows through her mind
Flashes of wanting all of him ...

Breathless as she romances
Brings to mind but is clouded too....

Trying to remember what was said
What did she do, as she tried to peek
Into her world the night before ...

As she caught her breath she looks
Sitting in a chair in the corner of the room....

Dear Sir, I am here and where are you
Is the question that comes to mind
She was awaken with thoughts of her own ...

Hoping and praying she could have him
Alone again....

Walking through the house
Her fingers on the blinds
The loneliness as thick as a mouse
As she holds her breath
Her haunting desire, walks up the walk....

She stood at the window as he comes through the door
Her heart beating widely as he approaches with a grin so wide
His look, she knew that love was in the air,
Her heart, her haunting desire
Kissed and took her breath away...

She could feel his touch placing on her face
Outlining each and every tear drop that fell so freely
He picks her up to love the day away
As her clothes fall by the wayside
She turns to look, he is her haunting desire....

Debbie Brooks 2014
981 · Dec 2014
So My Love
We were young and so in love
the day we met we fell with passion
lowered lashes, mysterious smile
holds you love, all the while, my love....

Wings of anticipation flutter from my heart at rest
breathing you deeply, smells the essence of night
pounding of erratic love that beat all the time
craving you constantly showing you my best ....

Pushing the silken hair from my eyes that place
a gentle demand with a gentle hand
time and space pounding, slow even breath you take
there is only you and I, in this tiny space....

So My Love, those were the days
you sweep me up and took me away
it seemed my days were filled with you
with loving eyes, stretched to nearness
naked embarrassments, of my heart deflowered ...

Debbie Brooks 2014
952 · Jan 2015
Where Have i Been
Threatening to shut out all memories, my wounds threatening to open again..
When I was a young girl of ten, my heart was heavy, my skin was thin
I was born a regular child, never to know why i was wild....

Roaming here and there, feeling the fire as the torments roam....

Though it keeps me here and I pray that it burns, but i know not
to scream....it will **** me in the end ...

As I roam, not knowing where I go
I keep asking where have I really been???

Debbie Brooks 2015
943 · Sep 2014
Soften Nature
The silence you sing
softens my soul
let's me whisper
what a fool I been
I see the soft moons
the flowers so blue
holding my heart
as merriment so new
journeys reach around my heart
hauntingly holding my spirit grace
love comes and softens
the laughter brings
the singing doth spent
oh the ocean air
feels so good
kisses my blessings
one more time
the eternal singing
that softens my soul.
I was saved for this day
On this merriment way
Your singing hills doth bring,
so new...

by: Debbie Brooks 2014
The Love that makes us write to Nature .....Natures sing to us in so many ways through the oceans and moons and hills that blesses the days of our lives. -
936 · May 2016
WHO AM I?
I am,
Sorrow that weeps,
A little bit happiness that creeps
Remorse afloat, in my silk coat
Emptiness that appears, as silence leers
Fading a shadow, far below
Begging forgiveness, lots of emptiness~

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

I am
Eyes pleading, heart bleeding
Passion that is no more, trying to ignore
Breath held, trying to expel
Life is gone, not so brawn~

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

The Disillusion Is Me~

Debbie Brooks @ 2016
927 · May 2016
Who Is The Perfect Man?
Who is the perfect man

All the links of dripping bonds
words of no hope is her missing man
fighting among life so cold
blindness would be a gift she was told~

Her deepest emotions, are links to hard to breath
all that is weathered askew that she needs
her mans heart beats with the moon
breathing one breath in last darkness noon~

How long does a woman weep
does it last from the past
screaming for a better life to live one more day
with nothing and no more strife
this typical surrender is often betrayed
that has bowed to divinity presence~

So you see, there once was this perfect man
he loved her from head to toe
took her in his mind,
and promised to never let go~

Their whirlwind romance traveled the worlds
tears and laughter were shed she was told
but beauty ruled the day~ and never went away
he made his humble way, with love and satisfied tears to stay~

Across continent and roaming in her heart of hearts
and pleased her every whim....kissed her eyes
cried when others tried to part their lives
but never and never did anyone hurt their love~

She wanted him for herself ... but knew that could never be
for their worlds extended bounteries ... that she could never know
to be in a safe mode, she withdrew into her soul
and fell into her mold ... that tore her apart she knew~

Anger did grow... she withdrew... hated herself
didn't know what to do~...maybe just maybe
she would love another one day~

Was he the perfect man?**

Debbie~
Love
925 · Sep 2014
Nonet Pen
Nonet pen connects hearts hardships pain
melts the heart and soul understands
loneliness makes true artist
poets read between lines
there are sad poets
and funny too
dramatic
lonely
blue....

DEBBIE BROOKS  2014
A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc... until line nine finishes with one syllable. It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional.
913 · May 2015
Lovers in the Mirror
She does her best not to be bad'
wishes she could remember why
until he finds her in the mirror
that speaks to her mind...

Her body is aching
for the love in the mirror
two in one, lovers past by
two of a kind......

Just one kiss
and his famous embrace
that gets her started
this wondrous night...

The night has come that she has waited
to prepare for her lover in the mirror...

The music would be soft and low
never ending sound in the shore
as his hands finds her body
as moans comes from passion...

When he held her and their lips met
a breathless longing for the other
to night would be such a delight
with all those fleshly, raw sensations...

How they would kiss the earth
Loving traces of their mark
Glowing all through the night
Waiting for the sunlight’s spark

The mirror showed so much
hearts crying for the other
she stood in the breeze
of the mirror for him to see...

She could not back down now
she waited so long for this
the mirror and her lover
her flesh would settle for his kiss...

Ah yes, the kisses were so frantic
that put their burning thoughts to a whirl
the passion from his hands
put her willingly in deep sensations....

A potion of her lovers ******
demanding her attention
she should share it all the way
through the course, he must have it first...

They are lovers in mirror
he taunted and teased her passion
as she dreamed and moaned
for the love that was in the mirror...

Debbie
one of my sensual poems.. ... sorry...lol
909 · Sep 2014
Blue Blue Tree Of Life
Blue tree of life

Holding your arms for all to see
dripping with wonderlands regain to be
peaceful upon stoic breezes
kissing the cascading rain
there you were once again...


There were moments we once belonged
but now everything seems so wrong
sitting beneath your branches so strong
reaching for my life once more
waterfalls spray and wash us clean

Your blue limbs for all to see
holding my hand till eternity

Crying the tears of beauty....... your broken Sun

wondering where it had all begun



My blue blue tree of life

cry me a million tears tonight



Debbie Brooks 2014
Cry cry cry
904 · Sep 2014
I Loved You Forever
You heard my words,
you stung my soul
you turned away
while I loved you forever...

The nights were long
as you sat there staring
you reached for me
you knew, I would love you forever ....

Our hands would meet
Lips would part
my heart would sing
yes I loved you forever ....

The darkness would part
the daylight brought forth
the words of truth, I told you
I will love you forever....

Debbie Brooks, 2014
904 · Oct 2014
Mirrored Eyes
Her eyes look like a mirror, mirrors to the soul
they spoke of things so very hard to share
some things that held within a stare
did anyone possess to fill her time
of reassignment so hard to bear.....

Yet somehow their tomorrows bloomed from there
with cracks that go far and wide ....

She heard the dreams with a smile
and a whisper yearning
for all the promised paths
she danced upon...

She shared her dreams with the stars that would light her day...

Remembering the garden of each song
each note played her melody she gazed upon
forever into his longing eyes the mirrors to her soul..

His eyes mirrored hers cracks and all
and then they seem to fade away....

A pathway made of letters
that reached their lives of love
that faced with a forever trust....

Eyes mirrored eyes,
felt love eyes that trusted
that saw too much,
that loved anyway.....*

Debbie Brooks 2014
900 · Feb 2015
You Surround me
You Surround Me


I find in your aura
a mighty tide of emotion
into the long hours of every night
with an endless yearning of joy and light.....

The time does not permit to have you with me
you bolted and ran after the ******* was over
why did you leave and find another, the canvas is gone
your muse i lost, in the faraway lands of tomorrow
your tender touch has faded, the devotion
I had for you, makes me wonder what could
be could be....

Your aura surrounded me, your passion for life
astounded me, as the tears flow they know me
as your presence had drawn my face....

Within the strokes of your artist touch
your inevitable emotion brings me to my knees
you were the sweetest heaven i knew
now draws the tears as they flow
to the scented candle so low...

You may be gone, our passion destroyed
but love yearns for you.... through you I know
and maybe you hate me, maybe you despise ...

I was caught in a current of surprises
melting upon the current of my tongue
drawing the strings of love
that held me captive....

You surround me even though you are gone....**

Debbie
Copyright Deborah Brooks Langford ® ♫
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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..
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897 · Oct 2014
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..
On the day you called me yours
my world turned upside down
as I am blown away,
with your world
that holds me close ...

On the nights I can feel your desire
I get to kiss those lips of yours,
a comfort pours over me
as my soul opens up to let you in,
with lustful emotions taking hold
something lives inside me
as you take me so passionately.

The nights you hold me close
and wake me to love again
my burning flame takes hold
as the days bring forth
I struggle to take control:
on the days I touch your face,
I just want to stare as you look back
and take my breath away ...

On the days I can't see your eyes
I don't want to open mine
my heart hurt my love
until you walk into my life
just one more time,
I'll sit and wait awhile
on the days I get to bask
in your light,
my smile brings forth happiness
only you bring to me.

As each day passes,
you hold my hand
so gently,
I hold every moment
we share together,
so perfect, without a frown
the day you hold me
forever, that's the day
I will be the proudest
and happiness will always be ...

The Nights I can feel your desire as time stands still, I just want you to know you mean so very much to me...

Debbie Brooks 2014
882 · Nov 2014
Passionate Stranger
The stranger he was until that moment
passion was unspoken and met
a glide of the hand met hers
one finger on lips waiting to be woken
there under the olive tree
he did lay her
slowly and vividly loved her...

They spoke not a word that night
he knew what she needed
when she settled with a smile,
her fingers lining his face
just one more time
she pleads....

The Stranger felt her every need
felt the passion and love
he took her to many places
held with each cry
until she died...

The stranger stood at the grave
told her 'I loved you any way
I always did and I always will.
You were my Valentine.'*

Debbie Brooks 2014
880 · Oct 2014
Kiss me on my tulips
Her ruby red lips
Begged for more
In the bright starlight
of the morning bright ...

He reached out a finger
To trace the life
Of her face
He said ...

“Life is too short
To mess around”
Snuggling closer
He tucked her in ...

Settling
Reveling in security
Not to mention the tingling
In her tummy...

Kiss me
Come on,
Let me feel forever
Your love on my skin ...

Settle down with me
And I will be your lady
Your lips
Eyes ...

Will be mine to love
Kiss me
Like you want to be kissed ...

Tell me my love
I am waiting for more
I need to be patient
I need to be kind ...

This love has me wanting more
The longing
Takes me away
Give me your heart ...

I beg
Kiss me on my tulips ...
Debbie Brooks 2014
Life moves all that I breathe. .
Threads of eternal life it would seem
Makes it seem it's time to die
But last night.
My heart fell for you
Overtaken by a storybook romance
A fairy tale love stole my heart,
I lay bare in the temple
With my heart on my sleeve
Each beat, wanting another
Your kisses blessed my hands so still
As I turn my eyes inward, I am saddened to see
You walking away...
Down corridors of heaven that bless thee,
Our burning passion that burns so deep
That once touched my soul
Deserts me..

Debbie

This life, a piece of cloth
Stitched by each breath
Death is merely a pendulum’s sway
While life seems so far away
Last night...
The heart that you wore on the sleeve
Lies abandoned...loose
But that is just what gives life
A cause to take another step forward
To keep that heartbeat pulsating
A search for an anchor, a sail
Guiding the heart’s boat through storms,
The passion that once was...
Is weft and warp of the fabric
Called life..


*Dee
Thank you Dee for a great,.... collaboration
You Are The Music
Simply said, as she wove ahead
dancing lightly to his charms
kiss these lips one more time
just know you're a friend of mine~

Friends come and go
knowing you are my music
my hopes and dreams that seem to fade~

Wow what a picture of means,
with hands that have held time
lots of kisses followed thee
to the ends of earth and more~

Lines that tell a story
folds the soul oh so fine
life so hard but what a life
never to be but oh the glory~

I swam to the shallows every night.
Nothing but shadows and the deep moonlight.
I longed for you as I had before,
but in my heart I knew that you didn't love me anymore.
I waited and sang our favorite song,
wondering exactly where our friendship went wrong~

I missed the way you smiled at me and sent me little notes
till that day was turned around
our laughter was no more,
now all I have left is the memory of us
and a quick hello....

Debbie Brooks @ Septembr 1 2015
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853 · Oct 2014
"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
852 · Oct 2014
Writing the Stars
Writing the Stars makes one weep

with each word

bears ones weight

words slip through ones fingers

life quicksand

through life's door ...


The catacombs of my mind

aspires writing the stars

gazing upon the world tonight

in the evening breeze

flies without a ripple

to each fallen star

that is thrown so far ...


Like a caged bird

fluttering around

words upon stars

will they fly

even death calling

doesn't really matter ...


Writing the stars

makes one wonder ...


So fly high and write higher

among each star

sing your blues away

as you are writing among the  beautiful stars  tonight ...*


by Debbie Brooks 2014
let's write write write among the stars...
846 · Aug 2014
She Is Woman
The bottomless abyss grows
As she craves the admiration and
attention
of every sunrise of the soul
that shelters and protects her
love ...

It is about hope and healing
for the passion of life and
dreams
all the adventures past and
present
that connects to her very
life ...

She feels like she is brave as she stands
alone
but fragile as life passes her by,
each word of smite, breaking
her heart
oblivious to her surroundings ...

As she hears the rustling of
love,
her blood boils from thoughts in her head
as it rages through
her body
her need starved to be fed ...

She is Woman!

Debbie Brooks 2014
841 · Oct 2014
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
826 · Jun 2015
How Do I Cry?
Sitting here sitting alone
the loneliness grows long
you got a secret, and you left me
this night...

How do I cry?

My eyes still rove over my sicken heart
vanishing amide the wild scenery of life
the light was yet there
a constant sight grew in the background .....

Oh I want to cry.....

Shining dim, but constant in the rain
drips with a sounding bound
where the dry soul breath goes dry
follows by the dusky hill ....

Please let me cry....

It doesn't matter, the truth be told
my night was wretched, tried hiding
but the pain followed me wherever I sit
wetting me afresh on my skin.....

How do I cry?
I wrote this poem a year ago..
818 · Oct 2014
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
818 · Dec 2014
Merry Christmas Sweetheart
Your my very best
you take my heart and squeeze
and make me love again
yes I would come to you
tomorrow and hide you
in my heart....

As you whisper love
follow me to the wonderful springs
follow me on this christmas eve
and love me once again
never let me go ...

Searching high and low
always afraid of letting go
holding my face close to yours
and you lips search for me
my love is very strong
yes you are the very best
Merry Christmas from me to you ...*



Debbie
Merry Christmas Baby
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797 · Jan 2015
Love Is Blind
There you are, standing there so tall..
holding my heart, sinking my love
telling me to kiss you, as we stand
you began to dance with me
a brand of seduction
under the table, as we love those dark lights
of new, I wait while we fall
into each others soul ....

i beg for your kiss why do we wait
take me now, into you heart.....

We have a fire under our skin
that creeps to our being,
where kisses began ....

Our eternal pond of love is waiting
for our desperation of the other..

Break of dawn
touch of reality
makes me realize the loneliness
when you are gone....

Prairies of broken dreams have made
my life white....its endless with longing
as transcends all time ....

I long for illusion that goes back to dreams,
I break away from reality for a while it seems
your kisses are around me it turns my mind
that takes colors of light, and makes my rose so white ....

I guess its true, love is blind,
all I see is my life with you,
sitting on your lap ....

Debbie...
792 · Jan 2015
William
William Shakespeare - baptized in 26 April 1564, was an English poet, playwright and actor, widely considered as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet and the "Bard of Avon".

His extant works, including some collaboration, consist of about 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, two epitaphs on a man named John Combe, one epitaph on Elias James, and several other poems. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than those of any other playwright.

If you want to learn and know more about William Shakespeare’s bio, history and best works, please go visit http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Shakespeare


One of the best poems of William Shakespeare:

Carpe Diem

O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O stay and hear! your true-love's coming
That can sing both high and low;
Trip no further, pretty sweeting,
Journey's end in lovers' meeting--
Every wise man's son doth know.

What is love? 'tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What's to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty,--
Then come kiss me, Sweet and twenty,
Youth's a stuff will not endure.
792 · Sep 2014
Deep Vermillion do Play
The heaviest of heavens pluck the heart
Drawn of bittersweet figures of delight
As with your shadow with these she did play
Different flowers odors do seem
A little bit with the others in hue.......

Saturn lays at the doorstep of love
Hath a spirit of love in the youth
When proud pied June, dressed in all its warmth
The roses so red blooms with sweet sweet smell...........

Cruel of souls of the wicked do play
Cast away cold this frightful day
What more is there to offer
What more I  do pray...................

It's quite a burden I do declare
The beautiful light simply went away
The tears are shed  on this mournful night
Holding onto souls trying to find the light...............

Oh yes tho almighty One I do pray
Sweeps the mournful many night skies
Looking around searching for the lies
Waiting and searching for the fateful fright...

The deep vermillion do play
With each others hearts come what may
To measure a man at the pearly gates
Look oh look what you will undertake...

The Rose of orange they do play
The hearts of red will love to stay
The tears of yellow will come what may
each and every fateful day.....

Debbie Brooks 2014
785 · Sep 2014
Only The Beautiful
"Fresh rose drops from heaven
glistening with a tender glow
a tiara crowning the head
thy face is the only one
that beauty shall ever know" ...

"To glance at thy beauty,
with your diamond ribbons
falling by the wayside,
with many a kindred dreams
oblivious from what seems" ...

"The beauty you walk in
one shade or more, the rays
of sunshine beams forth thy days
but tells of goodness spent
from a heart of love innocent" ...

"To think your souls so divine
your forms of angels loving
tis sweet to think of define
beauty that follows your forms
only the beautiful would know" ...

Debbie Brooks 2014
784 · Jun 2015
Raw Love
Raw Love.
One day I know, love like ours will grow
that one day will be real soon,
under that cheery moon~

Full Moon and me
Kisses the woman in me don't you see
In the moon where you rise
Dancing in the Velvet devise~

You will hold me and make it right
all the brokeness will fit together... and stick

Dream thoughts of you
In that magic wrought of thee
Heart aches searches behold
Enmeshed within you and me~

Echoes of emptiness was in my soul
Crying for your love in one more light
Windless moons more to come and control
The sight in the breeze of the moon bright nights~

Without you I will die
Like All is dead within the moon
I cry and cry within your site
Holding me within your might~

Kisses I will always remember
Touches I am told
Will be to much to behold
The moon so full of heartaches and so bold~

Love me, I beg once more
Let the moon shine so bright
And let the love be this night
Passion of love and moon delight
My darling, hold me with all your might
and make my pieces stick together
in our raw love and make it better.~

Debbie
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