It must have been the stars
must have been the night
must have been the kisses
that struck her right ...

The tingles from her head
down to her toes...the first talk
butterflies churning, palms wet
breath hot, seeking forth ...

Running into his arms
never letting go, seeking passion
in their steamy room with deep
sounding voice, he touches her lips ....

Whispers in her ears, excitement comes
again ... rush of electric rushes through
their beings, she leans into him, lust
has arrived he peers deep into her eyes ...

Come to me my love, let this be the night
let it release and let me call you mine
he brushes the side of her face
As He calls her baby ...

Debbie Brooks 2014

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 summers, 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 the very 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
but thats okay, time will slip away...

Dear Oneness you cant have me anymore..

Debbie Brooks 2014

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

The Works of Edgar Allan Poe
Take This Kiss Upon THE Brow!
AND IN Parting From YOU NOW
Thus Much LET ME Avow-
YOU ARE NOT Wrong, WHO Dream
That MY Days Have Been A Dream
YET IF Hope HAS Flown Away
IN A Night OR IN A DAY
IN A Vision OR IN None
IS IT Therefore THE Less Gone?
ALL That WE SEE OR Seem
IS BUT A Dream Within A Dream.

I Stand Amid THE Roar
OF A Surf Tormented Shore
AND I Hold Within MY Hand
Grains OF THE Golden Sand
HOW FEW! YET They Creep
Through MY Fingers TO THE Deep
While I Weep- While I Weep
O Goodness! CAN I NOT Grasp
Them With A Tighter Clasp
O Goodness! CAN I NOT Save
ONE From THE Pitiless Wave?
IS ALL That WE SEE OR Seem
A Dream Within A Dream?

Written BY : Edgar Allan POE

There are those that see storms over the horizons
there are those that see the sunshine warmth on our face
and those that feel the rain, stinging their ambitions
with tears of sorrow and pain ...

There are those that sink into despair, that no longer
can cope, and those that see roses around every corner
of life, with blues and oranges and amazing silver, gold
love to mix with the earth's atmosphere...

There is my sweet friend Rupal, that have welcome
me with open arms, she is one that I admire when life's
trails come to call, who worries about her friends, she walks
with courage and laughter that flies through these screens ....

My sad poems brings to her concern, that life is throwing
me lemons, not the roses she foresees, with the wonderful
kind of inspiration that she offers with each smile, she makes
me want to please her with each word that I may write ....

So I hope in some small measure I can write to her my heart
with friendship, from my silly mind. You see to me, she is an
Angel sent from high above, whose soul is wide as the universe
with courage so strong, and words like fluffy clouds ..

That always brings a smile, to this face of mine, I want to ask her
to collaborate a poem with me, she can answer yes or no????
My heart would be glowing if we could write our fanciful world
and make some one happy just once in our lives ..

So what do you say my sweet friend?? Would you consider this wish
of mine?, and write a wonderful poem that would heal someones hurt??
And make some hearts bow to the words of wisdom,  where truer words do bloom in your mind of your sweet, and love does abound ....

Debbie Brooks 2014

The sun empties into the mist
climbing to meet the flames of hers
strangers gather on the green
chocking on life, and love
scent of seared flesh
empties into the sea ....

He dampens her gown of glory
in her ashes that are smothering
to the ground, she is burning slowly
for the moment....for her passion
cries for his love, but the emptiness
is to long .....

An undergrowth of thistle choke wisteria
suffers along her eyes, weeds engulf the earth
where blue and white belongs...his passion runs
awhile, looking for his woman, running kisses of
passion... as weathered hands of longing
like lines in an old face of time, vines entangled
the old gate of life, where indifferent lives wander
through empty rooms surmising the cost of survival....

The wind echo's a gentle sound of love
trailing footprints of life, surmising strokes
of gentleness...

Chapel bells of quietness, longs for empty
mornings of want, with prayer short lived
as children cry out their hearts...where
drops of stone leaks out the tears
of emptiness ....

Debbie Brooks 2014

Life begin the day I saw you
fluttering around you like a school girl
my wings start to flutter
you slung your net to capture
and I am embracing the change....

You dried away the tears
kissed my heart so nice
having transformed before your very eyes
then I awaken to a million kisses
and I have embraced the change...

You lift me up to your very soul
lick the tips of my toes
sing to me your melody
arising to the morning sun
as I approach I say, I have embraced your change...

The water was soothing to my face
you hold me so very very close
my clothes are shredded
my feet grounded in soft ground
my darling, I am ready for your change...

Debbie Brooks 2014

No One Knew His Name
The dead man lay silent, no one knew his name
but still he lay moaning
life oozing away, falling into nothingness
he was much farther out than they thought
life so easy to loose, so easy to be lost~
Poor man, always was lurking
always trying to have fun
but fun found a way, to take his life
for another day...

But it was cold so cold, and still he lay moaning
and she stood crying, silently fading into the background
into the darkness she must go, she didnt want to know~

Shadow man steals the night
nothing is safe from the disillusion and fright
fallen from grace, takes heart in hand
finally beats to a different band~

Time takes you to a different place
wide spectrum's once known for limitations of grace
if dusk would have it, then bleed some more
final days of New Man of Shadow forevermore~

Darkness takes what is left, tempting rays of broken sun
dawn would flirt of nocturnal things that bleed and burn
grievance with darkness blinds the light
solely spoken from each night~

Does the New Man emerge?
yet then, he
has been wept over before....

But No One Knew his name.....

Debbie...

Do not be afraid

She heard him say

“I am here to hold you dear”

Her stillness became acquiescence to her still

It’s nice to have you home for Christmas they may say

But her heart knows the better

The disgrace was still the footnote.

The night wind made a faint whisper

Telling her over and over

The time has come and gone

Forget the pain of evermore.

Dancing took her to a time

Her feet would fly and fly

Sweeping steps of every beat

To see those days that would go by;

Just to remember his words so clear

To clear her mind of pain

The slightest motion of his hand

To kiss the smiles she used to have

The sound reverberated through the crisp autumn air

Klung, klung, klung of the wood

Reminding her he was there.

She remembers his words although,

As the faint breeze lifted her veil

But the face she saw was the one captured of long ago;

With black skirts and pine needles that she wrote

The songs were sung to her heart

Etched forever more this day

With colored hair ribbons all so new

Ponytails askew;

He took her hand to strange places that were so few

On Saturday nights to kiss the kiss

She remembers the words he spoke

The bell tolled once and then twice she heard

Sound exploded and glass flew.

As her life fell around her like needles ever so slightly,

The pain of it all gone so far

Just to remember the words he spoke;

The farther and farther he tolled

The longer and longer she was gone

So now the years have passed

The pain is as she remembers

And the WORDS HE SPOKE

Was so light

That it still tore her heart.

As she danced.... she became a memory..




Debbie.. Kisses and hugs

Blue rays of the sun
Burn deep in the improbability
Of reality

Turning my outer layer skin
To a dark
Sensuality

As the second layer boils
And my sores
Of pain, rise to my fate

As I wait in vain,
Hoping my time with him
Will heal and create

As I dream of the summer moon,
Its light soothes
Me

It covers my wounds
From the blast of the burning
Sun degrees

My nightmarish love never shields me
From my boiling
Blood

I am stuck knee deep
In the spoils of the
Blue rays

Debbie Brooks 201

It was but a forenight and a year or two
we traveled so many journeys
that brought me straight to you...
the day was long and yearning
tears had built the soul, but with no relief
until the day I saw your face
and you felt my love...

Kisses were exchanged
as I drifted away,
but your sweet words
kept me by your side...
Darling, it was a year or two
it was my heart that cried
it was the time I sinned
to make you one of mine...

Dreams have drifted back and forth
what might have been, are reckoned
truth be told. its silver songs
that made me love again....
But darling, there you are
smiling once again
offering hope where hope
was always hiding me....

Her tears are all she knew,
and from this day forward she flew..
to be no more; she mourns
simple white roses,
tangled and torn
in her golden hair that poses
her crown of thorns
bloodstains that disclosures
her angelica face of bedlam dreams
so torn to be free, oh so free
angels fall sometimes even cry
and maybe just maybe angels die....

Debbie Brooks 2014

As the windows break
upon our lips
heaven gives us forever
more.....
....
these hills undress our minds
stars worn upon our hearts
are memories
of ours....

such happiness rules
within our space
of love ...

as our memories
take over the hurts and pain
only you can mend
this lovely day

you bring light
upon this night
as you give love so freely
you open me like a flower

What memories you give
to place in my heart
for years that you have opened
for thousands of times to
come.....

Memories dictate our lives
holds us prisoner
tears flow in perfection
agreeable an obliging
just go away just one night
hold me no more
let me sleep
give me breath
to breathe
with these
memories*

By: Debbie Brooks 2014

It was 1950, his name was Corporal Bill.

The army had routed him to this God Forsaken Hill, that they called ‘ Pork chop’, for God alone knows why! He was new to the Unit’s Love company and had already been shot at and almost blown up during the earlier mission. This assignment was surely going to be another nightmare.
Arriving on the hill was no picnic. He was told to get ready for the next wave of North Korean troops, expected at any time. With 150 men, they knew they were outnumbered because the enemy always came in thousands.
He sat in his tent looking at the picture of his wife and their first baby that was coming. She was so lovely and he was so excited about their first child. He missed her so much. Holding the picture so tightly to his heart, he wondered if he would ever see his wife and their new baby. Thinking about her he said a silent prayer,
“Dear Lord would You please watch over them. Watch over us here in this unknown land where we fight a battle for an unknown cause. But since we are here, Lord so do please protect us.”
At that moment he heard warning shouts. Grabbing his gear he ran to the nearest foxhole. He jumped in and started shooting, shot after shot. It was as if a hail of a thousand bullets whizzing past everywhere. There was no time to think. The priority was just trying to stay alive. All around him he could see friends dropping off like flies.
Finally a lull in the shooting and the meds were swarming, trying to get to the injured, knowing that the next wave of the enemy would soon be upon them.
A miracle…!! Reinforcements arriving, another hundred men from Mike Company showed up.
‘Well at least that is something,’ Bill thought to himself.
It was the moment to catch their breath. Where ever they could lay their heads. Just trying to rest and eating out of their sea rations. They were all starving and so tired but afraid of going to sleep.
Then the voice from the loud speaker came on. Telling them how they were going to be killed, since they were outnumbered. If they surrendered, their lives would be spared.
‘I wish it would stop’ thought Bill. He looked around to see so many scared and petrified faces.
Then it was night. It was so dark one couldn’t see a hand in front of his face.
Bill found a place away from everyone near the cliff and settled in, wondering what was going to come next.
He must have dozed off, when he heard warning shouts. As he ran he heard the staccato of bullets firing. An offensive had been launched by the North Koreans. They were everywhere. He was being attacked caught off guard without his rifle; he fought them in a hand to hand combat and rushed to where his rifle lay. Stabbed in the hand he shot three enemy soldiers in quick succession. He didn’t know where to go since the enemy was everywhere. Jumping off the cliff, he held onto a branch for hours.
It was hours later and the sun was coming up. Bill pulled himself up with tired strained arms and bloodied hands. As he looked over the cliff, he saw bodies strewn everywhere. No enemy was in sight. As he was gathering his wits about, he saw movement and froze. Watching cautiously then he realized the four were his co-combatants of Love Company, badly bruised and shot. The five of them looked at each other and walked down the hill. Airlifted by helicopters, only five men out of two hundred and fifty survived the battle of Pork Chop Hill.
Corporal Bill
You are alive
By the Grace of God
You are alive.
Just wait Bill, there is more to come.
Your life is only starting
You have so much to do
The brave men of so long ago still
Spells out today.
He leads out of the fire
He gives His blessed assurance.
He gives His grace.
Oh enemy you cannot keep them down
They will be back and back.
With the Grace of God;
They will be back.


©Copyright 2014 by POET DEBORAH BROOKS-LANGFORD
Debbie

Invite beauty into your life
embrace the beauty of spirit and free
you will be amazed at what you see
walking though life in a haze
there are some things I remember so clearly
like the senseless pain, and maybe the death...

This hurts the soul, too many times
maybe its never over you see
maybe we always carry our wars around inside of us
ticking away, waiting to go off
or maybe we will invite beauty
into our very souls.....

The inner core must come alive
with miracles that can abide
with generously blessed energy
with visions and dreams come alive..

Let me invite the beauty
help me to keep from crying...

Debbie Brooks 2014

He would come with the morning dew lightly resting on my lips and mind ...

As the sun rises and the Robins sing
our two hearts beat apart
not like before when we had each other ...

This beer hasn't stopped the memories
the laughter we once had, the ******* so true
you were my knight in shining armor
my true love I lost and destroyed ...

As I awaken from the tormented nightmares
of my own authenticity,
I gather my thoughts like so many before me do
my heart is distressed by no conventional standard
but incredibly deeper as I sink ...

As I sit and stare at the blooming roses
that came and gone so long ago,
I contemplate and linger with each storm that passes me by
your love is gone, I don't have you anymore ...

Oh to love again amongst your face, your breath
to breathe on me once more, to sing to me in our love
Dear Darling, please love me once again ...

Debbie Brooks 2014

With eyes of a tireless sun
every new moon
brightest stars
standing
before thy heart ...

Where my soul has grown
and my tears have flowed
love drops from
above
are born ...

Surrounded by a blazing sphere
far above the firmaments
beneath the earth
under the
clouds
winged majesty ...

Videre ‘to see.’ when love knocks
it shall be opened for all
to see, in pursuit
of dwelling
passions
rising light ...
In the tireless sun!

Debbie Brooks 2014

O the very time, it was you say
so very much the forgotten tale
hearts and lives has gone astray
its the time, these times I must pray....

So many run to and fro
hiding verse among the souls
hoping life would get better, tears
Tis is not for all I know, matters of unknown for years...

Spirited souls run among the times
waiting for the master mind, one of many a kind
the classics stir the heart and mind, sings of long ago defined
O yes it was the times, many more will come of such design....

Enshrined and consigned among the minds
the rooster crows among the blind
our beloved has left the confined, o the hurt has declined
take me out and let me dine....

O the master mind, left the mind of the time
he prayed and cried, what do I do?
Let's make everything anew
the bamboo spread then it flew, to times of life adieu....

Debbie Brooks 2014

With a warm breath on my neck, she kisses my shoulder
I could feel my cold winter pass, as my dream comes true at last
generous is she, as she has revealed my open chest
as her face nuzzles and grins a little as her blue eyes
look into my piercing glaze,
with tenderness and care she gives herself ...

She poured herself as blood, to give my heart the desired love
her blood boiling in me, an unfamiliar feeling came over me
I could feel her course through my veins, pulsating my soul
our bodies shudder as we partake in our transfusion
the feeling was so overwhelming, I wouldn't dare stop it now ...

Sweat drops on my tongue, tasting the liquid of her passion
mouth to mouth we breathe into every swelling kiss
our palms meet and take hold, neither one not wanting to let go
with nothing but candles burning,
our naked shadows exposed on the wall
we shared every inch of each other,
with a serpent tongue I roamed
I knew her before the night was new ...

Enriched by her delicate beauty, the simpleness of her love
she rests upon me, her breath so long
her intense wetness, scorching my love as she moves
the grinding of pelvis to pelvis, so deep so new so raw
releasing with pleasure with a deluge of sweet nectar
in only in a dream, she healed my very soul ...

Debbie Brooks 2014

There you were a darling man
standing with your hand in the air
pointing to whatever it was
when your eyes darted to me
it was love at first sight...

I could see it in your eyes
what our first embrace would be
how our lips would search and search
for the others heart and soul...

Tears welled up in my eyes
the longing was a good disguise
sparks were flying when you walked towards me
a lump gathered in my throat
my feelings I could not hide
you threw me a poem with words
and love flew in the air
it hit me square in my soul
told me not to let you go...

The fire I felt when you touched my hand
then you brushed it on my face
swiped the hair from my eyes
and took a kiss so quick  .....
It took me by surprise....
My gasp was just the beginning
oh yes my love,
it was love at first sight....

Debbie Brooks 2014

Cyber Love
So Tall, Dark and Loving were thee
Pressing for time
Feeling the rush
Kissing your lips
Through outer space
Inescapable trappings
Of yesterdays blurred nights
Slow drawn out speeches
Offerings to my growing eyes
These sentiments
Too deeply rooted in old soil
To discard like worn-out shoes
Into the mountain light
To see its rose suffuse
A ****** blush upon the evening
Air and cool
Into a swaddling blue
As night falls
Deep within the valley
Are the Angels of a departing day!
Flash like fireflies
Across the blurry screen
Communion on the terrace
Is subdued
Wine and moonlight
Tourmaline leaves rustle
Beneath the ledge
In breezy shadow
While high atop a tower
Bright beams upon inside an upper room
Of shelves and books and words
To live by
Computer rush inside the brain
Embracing the touch
Of forever love
That opens cuts blue midnight
Sapphire grey sky
Now rush into the rush to sigh
Who are you? Who am I?
Echoes within the heart
Into the mountain light
To see its rose suffuse
A ****** blush upon the evening
Are the Angels of a departing day!

Tourmaline leaves rustle
Beneath the ledge
In breezy shadow
While high atop a tower
Bright beams upon inside an upper room
Of shelves and books and words
To live by
Computer rush inside the brain
Embracing the touch
Of forever love
That opens cuts blue midnight
Sapphire grey sky
Now rush into the rush to sigh
Who are you? Who am I?
Echoes within the heart
Passion will prevail
Will be endure
To the lovely end...............

Debbie Brooks 2014

Candle lights in the room
as a poem is born
dressed in white
shadow on her face
that was adored...

Hearts beating fast
happening in clear view
their gentle faces tear a new
whispering I love you...

It wasn't always easy
this life they had
holding  each others hands
with memories that were true...

With their voices
that filled each night
to their dream
that held them tight....

Life goes by
children grow
age falls around them
tears do flow, laughter too....

Their devotion grows
as one passes on
the pen does flow
a poem is born, just one more time..

Debbie Brooks 2014

It’s a pale paler heart

There is no reason

To part, Jane Eyre

The proof is plain to see

Would you let her be?

​A passionate English Orphan

So paint her white

This very day

Let her know why

We see her this way

Charlotte Bronte

Closer she walks

With Emily and Anne

Closer that

We see where your muse's faired

That magically makes

Us free

Is the paler shade of white for thee?*

Debbie Brooks 2014

It was a misty moonlight, his caress, I closed my eyes
he  whispered to my spirit, he kissed my silky touch
from Ashe cinders comes our favorite song,
'Love me Tender, love me true'
your mouth needs my ear, holds my very soul
love was flowing on  that misty hot night
his hushed caress kissing my velvet high,
as I  breathed the aroma of him
I shivered with his sweet lovers secret
that I knew so well.....it rushed to my staggering heart
serenading my mind, he fully altered me
excited panic rushed to my feet, telling him to chase me
catch me  if he can...
after the little game of hide and seek
our bodies moving like lightning, as he forced me
held facing the wall, was my mighty man
He is my golden dream that I came to know so well
the rainbow that shown over our very heads
our feelings blowing in the wind
a gentle wind blew on our hot faces,
yes we were two lovers on a mighty trail.....

What is divine, with so much of you, your heart
which i have seen, as your soul touched my soul
that changed the essence of you, as your lips pressed
my life, my hope, that went beyond all limits
so much more, as my tears cry for you, into the bliss
of ecstasy.

With love so simple, without thinking, drawing every
breath, with pure affection, it is easier to love someone
with their flaws, I want to love the whole you,
and not **** through the bad.

To feel you with the breeze on my face, to feel your sense
with your familiar thread pulling my heart, my soul, my life
unraveling me, holding me telling me what I want to hear
knowing this will be the rest of my life.

I want to be loved by the same lips that have always loved me
before the beginning of time, before I was and before you,
with my open soul, and ****** promises to my open body
is where we stand on this uneventful day of ecstasy.

Debbie Brooks 2015

He whispered, as he flickered along her neck
'you are here my love' ...

As shivers flew down her spine
she blushed to the roots of her hair
as he grabbed her by the waist
and twilled her along the floor ...

The universe seems so full
the emptiness has flown astray
'there is only us', he said, 'to love the night away'..

His way, his **** grin
made heat rise to her face
as her thoughts took her
to their bedroom once again ...

He took her mouth, His lips sliding
across her softness, as a small moan escaped
from her throat, his hand skimmed along her face
brushed the hair from her eyes
as he gathered the beads of sweat ...

Debbie Brooks 2014

By Debbie Brooks
and: Dee

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...
________

The work of art that we created
Was not an outline,
On the roof of the heart’s cathedral
It was a breathtaking fresco
Painted centuries ago
By Michelangelo.

If ever you feel sad and lonely
Just reach up and let
Your fingers roam free,
You’ll trace the contours
Of your and my mind
Kept alive by that
Pulsating heart…

Take This Kiss Upon THE Brow!
AND IN Parting From YOU NOW
Thus Much LET ME Avow-
YOU ARE NOT Wrong, WHO Dream
That MY Days Have Been A Dream
YET IF Hope HAS Flown Away
IN A Night OR IN A DAY
IN A Vision OR IN None
IS IT Therefore THE Less Gone?
ALL That WE SEE OR Seem
IS BUT A Dream Within A Dream.

I Stand Amid THE Roar
OF A Surf Tormented Shore
AND I Hold Within MY Hand
Grains OF THE Golden Sand
HOW FEW! YET They Creep
Through MY Fingers TO THE Deep
While I Weep- While I Weep
O Goodness! CAN I NOT Grasp
Them With A Tighter Clasp
O Goodness! CAN I NOT Save
ONE From THE Pitiless Wave?
IS ALL That WE SEE OR Seem
A Dream Within A Dream?


Written BY : Edgar Allan POE

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

This woman I am
walking down life's path
was singing my song
but there is something that I Long
learning to let go
existing within my human heart
expeditions are gone....

This woman still roams
each and every day
in every way
with tears forming
and desires dying....

This woman remember words spoken
hands interlocked in a loving embrace
learning to allow the healing process
singing our hearts with each others lips
I wondered if you were the one
that would steal my heart away....

This woman that I am
here waiting
wanting
to let down my walls
one last time...

Debbie Brooks 2014

Let me find my home
my anguish where I belong
that came from our own souls
the ones that we are ourselves
perhaps haven't found the words~

We cry for our pains
wishing to absorb it all
without memory for those
where life was fast and alone
the fear of looking back, scared and not belonging~

We thought we had forgotten
we thought our love had been long dead
deep in our memories, you can't haunt me anymore
I thought I was over you, till we looked in each others eyes
the other night~

We looked so serious that evening
tried not to smile, but the hurts had left us
yes, you were in our peaceful little world, then you cried
and I died, with the knowledge we would be no more, you said
yes, you said.... goodbye~

We were lovers, then we were no more~

Debbie

High atop the waves, over looking the world apart
she stands with tender hands, ready to caress Seas Heart
calming the storm, riding the waves
water will sound, hiding in the tiniest caves
echoes through night, to hear his masters voice
his head held high, nudging her lovely choice
until the morning breaks, the dew breaks over the ocean
the salt as thick as thieves, while the waves are roaring like a locomotion ...

Rose, an offspring of beauty and strength,
skies of fire and burn from afar and add quite a length
floods of water racing over the top
head pounding like fire, what a flop
burning sensations of the salt
to the tongue taste like malt
Rose pulled and prodded what a enchanted fairly was she
Seas Heart raged back neighing, a free spirit was he
trying to find their home once again
their copulation coming to a glorious end.

Debbie Brooks 2014

Passionate fire, you are to me
desire unfailing, is our love
seizing all the pleasures of paradise
our eyes measure the need of our treasure
with deeds of splendor that are of grace....

This I want for eternity lost in the fire with you~

This is handed to me from your eyes
that I seek every second, minute of the day
please dont turn away....

You call me Angel, love, baby 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 to me on my golden shore....

Just a simple plea from me to you
as I sit here at breakfast dreaming too
from the begining of the day your brown eyes bleed
with hunger and knowing I am here for you, dont you see?

Debbie

Your world is a continent away
your skies of blue rise in the sun
dusk comes like a nurturing spring rain
and yet you stand and wait ...

Your wisdom springs into action
a place to dream of your serenity
your soul bound by this utopia of beauty
always you use your muse with a flair ...

I am hypnotized by your timeless face
while the oceans rise the waves crashing at your feet
you are at your realm of peace
by the reaching of the dawn you say your morning prayer
you are a good man ...

As this lasting night comes to an end
and a new day awaits, and yet you began
another day to sail away
in your dreams and blessings to come ...

Debbie Brooks 2014

To taste the moon,

as it sings at night

a generous portion

of dark colored  sun filled glass

causes this somber sad depression

fills this anguish of mine

to melt....

Let me feel the moon in my bones
behind my wounded heart of mine
a ballad, oh moon, you do sing
from the deepest part of my mind
harbors the past of missed opportunities
of events...

The moon is raining my tears at night
feeling the sadness of many a years
bounds to my very soul
to take the pain of the disturbed peace
the world has gone mad
my life is your equalizing song
rain moon rain, with all your might...

Debbie Brooks 2014

This restful spirit longs
for love that measures
inspiring pleasures that might come
my restless spirit knows
that it will not be ...

Each day I wake
looking for my sleep
at night I sleep among my candles
that I light before my rest
of endless words ...

Putting my feet on the floor
I cry and cry for more
my restless figure
walks through the fire
wanting a new world to come....

Debbie Brooks 2014

It was her birthday she was turning thirteen.

It was a fun day until her father asked to baby sit for his new friends so they could all go out to party.

She was scared that day she didn’t know why. She had babysat for other people before, but for some reason this was different. She just felt weird.

As they were driving to the location, her father was telling her, about the people she would babysit for and how they were new to the area and didn’t know anyone.

“But dad, I really don’t want to. It’s my birthday. “She just wanted to cry. Why she had to do this she couldn’t understand.

After being dropped off and meeting the parents, she thought maybe she was being silly and they were good people. After the parents had left to the party, she got the kids ready for bed, and fell asleep waiting for everyone to get home.

The man woke her up with his hand on her shoulder and he was telling her to get ready he will take her home. He was telling his wife that it would take him a couple of hours to get her home and to get back. She thought about that, it didn’t seem to take her dad that long to drive to their home. Now she was getting scared again.

Driving back she could not talk. Even when he spoke to her she just sat scrunched in her seat trying to make herself invisible.

“What’s wrong with you? Can’t you talk? “He was demanding. It seemed to make him mad because she would not answer him.

All she could think was please God help me get home, when he turned the car into the hills where the woods started. She finally found her voice. She sat straight up in the seat and screamed. “Where are we going this is not the way home?”

He started laughing and when she tried to open the car door he grabbed her and hit her in the face. She was knocked out.
When she woke he was on top of her, and she was crying.

Then his hand was around her throat, “I will **** you and your mom if you tell anyone. You will die.”

After he was done with her, he took her home and dumped her on the sidewalk. He threw money at her and left. She wanted to be removed from life. To be no more!

Dear Lord,

Please remove me

I want to be no more

The time has come

To make me blank

Here I am

Stuck in the mud

Where have you gone?

Where am I now?

Stuck in never never land

The years go by

The pain never stops

The rose won’t bloom

The miles go around and around

Head spins

Struggling for years

Now the children are gone

And  what I knew was wrong

When death came between us

So I ask

One last time

REMOVE ME PLEASE!


Debbie Brooks 2014

Remember that day we were talking
you were so wonderful, you wanted me
and I you,....it was a beautiful day... just you and I...

You guided me on the boat, it was exciting
my heart was beating, you bent down and kissed my lips
and you fondled my back....you said.. this is our's like you are mine
forever mine..

we would go sailing, you would hold me at the front while the wind blew so fiercely in our faces, we couldn't talk .... just kissed...

but, darling.....I am still waiting for the sail boat, for the race of our lives
for your many kisses, for our lives....

Sweetheart, you promised me a sailboat....

Debbie Brooks 2014