drenched,
they laughed on,
two souls,
joyful,
bound by grief

That rainy night

Writing me your heart

Holding the unknown

Like love in the chest

Emotions ran high

As you kept me so tight!


Not knowing what’s to come

Sitting at my window

Imagining I saw you at the gate

Running down the lane to your flying arms

With no plans for tomorrow

With a love so true!

Through oceans of tears

And a broken heart

So incomplete

Knowing we must part!

Promises of love

You would be back soon’

A year went by

Expectations were high!

Waiting for that plane to land

With a letter in hand

You came in a coffin, my love

I stand with tears that are breaking me down from above.!

Now all I have are little pieces of time

Hoping upon hope to find

A little bit of you that is ever so true

In our little boy so new!

You handed me a song from your heart.....*

By: Debbie Brooks  2014

Your golden shadow ranges over me
feeling your love  those mishaps of yesterdays
and maybe tomorrows to come
feeding my expectations of  hands
that would hold mine..

Kissing my breath away , waiting for you to spread signs
before me, laying your seeds of want
that is place delicately before my need of you
standing here begging you to want me
with my wistful eyes of light...

Should I move  upon my heart's whim
listening to your heart of lust
the places you may touch
holds my raging so close
who is this, I say,  may I be wild and free??

Violent blows all through the night
as our bed of prison feels so right
you are the shameful eyes that see through me
in a world of discontented evils
then your soothing voice calms me
in your pleasing sight...

Leading me out of my shameful nightmares
holding the glimpse of hope
I am filled with endless doubts
then the tomorrow's sun beams
On our hearts that beats steadily.....

Looking forward to the night of nights
that you will be there
I can't put my pen down
as I remember your face of sorrow
daily I hear your voice calling....

This will be the nights of nights....*


Debbie Brooks 2014

Mist does not enslave my eyes anymore.
During the lonely walk down the desert beach
I found silence and peace of heart
among the midst of  lonley waters.
God never let us travel with empty hands.
If you have clear eyes,
you sea through the fog of a mundane despair.
Nature opens the gate of the soul
to the wide world.
I get wind of heaven
on the desert beach.

Time flows inexorably like a river
and we become the waves of  vivid memories
bustling in us like a heart.

It dances in the darkened corners of galaxies,
sleeps amongst collections of brilliant stars.
Sways with the tug and push of merry tides
bringing sweet little shells for someone to find.

Ever patient awaiting its turn in the medleys of planets,
a persistent idea over the linear logic of time.
Its lashes are made of stardust and its aspirations bud with time,
it dreams of the waking world when all is still and silent,
stirs in ebony blankets,
willing the sunlight to dawn and sift to illuminate its opalescent
silhouette.

It skirts the boundaries of a seeking mind,
giving furtive glances of its outline
seducing a victim to fill in the lines.

A tool for an artists' oeuvre.

I've nothing to offer
but
my simple writing on papers.

Emotions cradle, raw explosive nature
desires of unaware raptures, blood boils
from thoughts exploding in her mind, it rages
through her body,.... her extreme need to be fed...

Her hunger burns like sulfuric acid and eats away her soul
the pure tingling on her skin, that makes her whimper
within his presence, as it warms to the touch as her
hands glide oh so gently that ends at her mouth....

Burning with memory, watering and longing
with the sounds of nature untamed in her ear, holding
so much, her moans for him materialized singing her tune
like two wooden stakes being stroke for a fire, her body molten....

Her lips tremble, she sees him turn, she melts, pulse races
he stands there, her heated ecstasy  smothers, lives
and breathes, the warmth of the earth, sweats drip
on her beautiful creation, in her mind....

Her natural release ....

Debbie Brooks 2014