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

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..

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 @

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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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

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

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

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

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~

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

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

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

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

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

Baby Starr

Look at you sitting there
With your chubby hand
Holding my heart with your laugh
Knowing where I stand

Sweet Baby Starr
I know where you are
Staring at you sleeping
Listening to your baby breath
Waiting for your laugh

Hearing the morning sounds
Under the white mounds
Praying a mother’s prayer
While stroking your golden hair

You are the reason I could fly
My baby
You are the reason I feel so alive

My Baby Starr
Look at you growing up
Asleep upon your bed
Holding your teddy bear
Felling such love and care

With your little arms around my neck
Oh Lord, forgive me I yelled
For some little mistake
That she made


My little Starr
Kissing my little one’s tear stained face
Promising to be better
With each daily light
Holding each other tight
Chasing the fireflies
In the hot humid night
So tiny
But oh so bright

She sat on the table
Swinging her little legs
Her body as released as it could be
Her thought at that time
Was telling the jokes to me
The little girl sat by her mom’s side
“Mom, when will I grow up?”
“Patience dear, it will be soon enough!”
Sweet sixteen her first schools dance

Oh where did the years go by?
“Will anyone dance with me?”
She asks me why
“Patience, my dear soon enough!”

They said you were wild
I said you were free
They said you wouldn’t listen
I said you would to me

Young girl grew into womanhood
And marriage she did go
Love came and love went
Finally one true love endured

The beautiful bride looked
Towards her mother
“Can I make a marriage work?”
“Patience, my dear, patience, soon enough”

Mom it’s Valentine’s Day
I want you here with me
I feel like a little girl
That I want to be
Will I ever be able to see you again?
In the heavenly skies

A cold autumn day, the last leaves
Falling from the trees
Tears falling like rain
“Mom when will I ever see you again?
This is Baby Starr, looking for you”

Soft upon the wind came the reply
“Patience, my Starr, soon enough!”

By: Debbie Brooks

Author and Poet Susan Joyner-Stumpf and I have collaborated on this poetry book to help raise money to help the children with cancer..
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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...