Warmth of the sun, and not so far away

holds my very soul, on this lovely day

I read every word over and over again

each precious note sung thousands of hymns

to our love, as you leave with keys in hand....


You call me your beauty, you call me your lovely

so many times before, each word grabs my heart

strikes me one more time with tears, as we part

on this very lovely day.....


I thought you were gone, like an old newspaper

sweeping through my life, with your tidal waves of thought

basking in the morning sun, so very alone

I look at you remembering , the love we had so new ...


Realizing the words won't come, the nonchalance of it all

the dreams are no more,  please let me bask in the sun

my longings you never kept, next to your lonely heart

you just didn't know you consumed my very life ...


You want to taste it on your impish plate

you want me once again, so sorry you have to wait

that day has forever gone, but it was so very sweet

that precious love of ours, you had sweep me off my feet ...


My darling this is goodbye. in this warmth that had begun

our love can never be delivered in the original form

the scent of your closeness, brings wonderful memories

but please just let me bask in the morning sun.....


Debbie Brooks 2014

Time to go back,
into my place.
Where no one can see me,
no light or no grace.

Time to go back,
into my hole.
Where all is forgotten,
all pain is fore told.

Time to go back
into my hell.
Where the creature is waiting,
that torturous cell.

Time to go back
into my sane.
Where my fortune is told,
all crazy as rain.

Time to go back
into my youth.
Where my story is begun
with the heel of a boot.

I've become blind.
you have made me blind,
not just by sight,
but by body,
soul and mind,
all three in one,
entwined,
in you,
I've fallen in love,
you give me courage to love,
freely,
willingly,
beautifully,
pleasurably,
Godly.
lost in you,
I've learnt to find a place I can be
who I want to be,
lost in you,
I've find a better me,
the happier me,
a woman whose worthy,
to be loved.

No new messages.

I don’t know where you are on the other side of the screen. But I want to know. Badly.

No new messages.

I’m not sure what I’ve become, in these seconds, of being patient.

No new messages.

My soul only wants one thing, I realize: You. Your attention. Your sympathy. Your words to make me feel better.

No new messages.

I’m going crazy now. I want you, your touch through words. I want to know that you’re listening to my thoughts. That you’re here for me.

No new message.

My patience is running out, my love for you is too. Staring at a screen, wanting something only you can give.

What has my life become? I am nothing. Saving time for you to talk to me, when I should concentrate on what’s important.

No new messages.

My life is useless. I am looking for the wrong goal. But I keep staring, hoping you’d somehow send me a message, telling me it’s ok.

No new messages.

I’m tired. I’m sorry. I can’t stop being the crazy girl I am. But I’m in love, that’s all I can say.

No new messages.

I get it, you’re not online. Fine. I’ve stopped caring. What’s the point? Forget you. I hate you. I wish we’d never met.

No new messages.

Yes, I’m still here. Can’t you see? It’s been hours, I’ve been staring at this screen since you said you’d be here. I’m not ready to give up. Are you there, somehow?

No new messages.

I’ve tried, but it’s getting late. I’m sorry. Even though I know you’re not here. Please know that I still care.

I type in a new message and then sign out.

I Love You.

Dear You...

My pen writes and flows
Straight from the heart it knows
I write to write
Because I write
I write because it's me

This person or that might not like
This person or not
Maybe so, maybe no
All I know is I like to write...

Because I write for thee
and the poetess in me...



Debbie Brooks 2014