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Thursday, 19 October 2017


I am but wax, melting... flooding through my fingers
My woeful finale, a gloopy hot mess stuck to the carpeted floor
Stretched beyond shape, only to fall into an unconscionable heap 
Even I, myself, could not name my boneless, brainless form

I'm an impressionable soul, empathic of the voiced climate around me 
A changeable state; hacked at, cold shouldered and burnt 
Wasted water, am I, whirling down from another failed faucet 
The recalcitrant stain, scrubbed in deep; a stark chalked outline of my once-self  

Ashen, my complexion, as my blood has long since been squandered
Limp, my wick... chard and frayed; split (yet hidden) to its core 
My luminance lost, a dirty mere smudge or am I  still a lingering shadow  
My portrait effaced, propped high on bolstered pillows...

It will not be long...  
before I heed my call

© Debbie Razey 2017 

Wednesday, 18 October 2017

Do Not Seek Freedom Elsewhere Than Within

Do not seek freedom elsewhere than within
For within hate's rapture we're robbed of time
Fear, the mind's Great Jailer... we must rescind

Only through love... can humanity win 
Flee the clutches of greed, all thoughts lupine
Do not seek freedom elsewhere than within

Possessiveness, such a repellent sin
Freedom thwarted by labelling it "mine"
Fear, the mind's Great Jailer... we must rescind
Temper false hedonism, heed discipline 

Materialism, a cage most vulpine 

Do not seek freedom elsewhere than within

Paranoia, our brain's turbulent jinn 
A soul at peace, a gift amaranthine
Fear, the mind's Great Jailer... we must rescind
In compassion's drought, we're all bedouin
The key to our shackles... to be now kind 
Do not seek freedom elsewhere than within
Fear, the mind's Great Jailer... we must rescind
© Debbie Razey 2017 

Saturday, 30 September 2017

Too Late

gulped razor-blade tears 
sear down throat towards the bridge 
of sighs that no one
ever cared enough to cross
her lake now crimson... too wide 

© Debbie Razey 2017

Thursday, 28 September 2017


Filigree of life-bloods dominate the skies
Tower, grand, foreboding... ominous and wise 
The Moon Maiden's marbling; blotting shadows cast
Fallen fire-halo, emerald moss roots masked
Wizened staff-branches scavenge the astral plane
Catching wordless arcanes harboured in the rain 

 © Debbie Razey 2017


Wednesday, 27 September 2017


nights have returned
russet veiled hedgerow-skies 
spiders' webs again crystalline 
moon... chimes

© Debbie Razey 2017

Monday, 25 September 2017


Silhouette, guitar-neck, telegraph poles 






     ...s    t     r    e    t    c    h    e    d 

against the sanguine, bleed





Reflected... its majestic reverence

Helio's resplendent "all-seeing" eye 

© Debbie Razey 2017

Thursday, 14 September 2017

Eons Of Silence

Eons of silence reign in the absence of your words
Questions still in their wrappers lay rotting undisturbed 
Screens, eerily sterile, radiate empty mindless drizzle
My heart, I'm left mentally dissecting... picking through its gristle 

You warned me how romance poisons, with expectations, pure love
Yet you typed the unutterable, lured my dared-not dreams thereof
Made my darkling-desires luminesce in candescent candour 
Left my reason riddled; my reality an impotent ...bystander 

How ironic as I mourn for you... I heed your words 
The conundrum of what I want and need spirals, perturbed
All I know now is the hours we lost in blissful discourse 
I find and treasure in my reveries. I reminisce with... no remorse

© Debbie Razey 2017