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Saturday, 28 June 2014


Life can sometimes be little more than a masquerade
Where we parade in our elaborate intricate masks
Some so refined and adorned with such dazzling splendour 
Dripping in jewels or crowned with such lavish finesse
Others with great artistry, paint themselves with radiant hues
A few even pump their faces with toxins for aesthetic, desired effect
Some wear veils or scarves to conceal and reveal little to none
Others orchestrate all-encompassing conjured smiles 
A few have even disconnected their eyes from their souls
In our defence, it's because we wish to protect
But who...ourselves or the ones who perceive us?
I wonder, also, who we are trying to deceive?
The onlookers or indeed ourselves?

© Debbie Razey 2014

...'til then

Make love 
to me in the
moonlight, as the yonder
lake's cool breeze caresses gently
our skin
Let me 
see love's flames dance
reflected in your eyes,
as we lie illuminated 
by fire
Then as
shadows cast, fade
and embers glow their last.
Hold me with your heart, mind and soul
...'til then 

© Debbie Razey 2014

Friday, 27 June 2014

Wednesday, 25 June 2014

Monday, 23 June 2014


Within the belly of a
greed driven man, lies void of discontent
Yet grateful is a hungry
man... when he eats

Debbie Razey

Nightmare (crown cinquain)

hooves thunder in
the small hours of the night
They echo furiously in
both her
head and
awaiting his return
Her master; from which, she cannot,
dare not,
try hide
His wrath, she fears
He does demand her will
She is his servant to control;
Locked up,
imprisoned in
castle of their once love
Their love tainted by jealousy
...his fear
Dream lifts
she's awakened
feverishly she stirs
She knows this nightmare will return

© Debbie Razey 2014


Let me
kiss your neck's nape
work gently down your spine
and run my fingers through your hair

My shape
casts fine shadows
on your dimly lit wall
every curve accentuated're mine

enraptured now
enveloped in my scent
high; drunk on passon's elixir

I am
lost in you as
you are lost within me
 entwined, our bodies thus unite

in each other's
hot sweet pools of desire
our skin glows, it shines, it glistens's dew

Our dance
grows in tempo
drums echo in my ears
our bodies vibrate, pulse quickly
throb... yearn

Your hands
cascade over
my lust-dripping body;
we crescendo to ecstasy

© Debbie Razey 2014

Friday, 20 June 2014

Sparrow (haiku)

sparrow watches me
from afar; I return gaze
- soul to soul we see

Debbie Razey 2014


Oh what it is to really live
To feel morning due under foot
To feel wind whisper through hair
To feel the sun kissing your skin
To be enveloped by birdsong

Oh how it feels to be alive
To taste freshly picked fruit from source
To taste the kiss of a lover
To taste words of kindred other
To bask in the light of the moon

Oh how it tastes to eat, when hungry
To see the hues of Autumn fall
To see new life take its first breath
To see love shine in another's eyes
To see someone succeed at last

Oh how life looks when you are loved
To hear the sea calling your name
To hear the laughter of children
To hear a new-born child's first cry
To hear words you so long to hear

'Blessed are those who see
beautiful things in humble places
where other people see nothing'

Debbie Razey 2014

Thursday, 19 June 2014


the bard's penned words
still resonate profoundly
- words our legacy

Debbie Razey 2014 

Word Art by Anne Power


choice or destiny
age old question never solved
- moving forward...key! 

Debbie Razey 2014 

#haiku #micropoetry #poetry

Wednesday, 18 June 2014


moonlit tractors roar
collecting the dry cut grass
- cycle continues

Debbie Razey 2014



Fall from grace (Tanka)

Fall from grace into
your arms was no leap of faith
I knew your heart's strength
I knew you would not falter
I knew in you I could trust

Debbie Razey 2014



partnering for life
every dawn courtship dance
- a horse yet a fish
Debbie Razey 2014
Image by Karen Haller

Monday, 16 June 2014

Hiding from life's storms

Zipped away from the world's harsh realities is where I choose to be
Cushioned by naivety, day dreams, hope, love and the ethereal  
Basking in music, art, nature and, of course, luxurious poetry

It's kinder here; I'm protected, cradled gently inside my mind
In the silken, gossamer chamber I allow my heart to frequent
It's somewhere that only kindred, like-minded others can find 

A cocoon of safety where my dreams lie in a crystallised form
Too delicate for the spinning air of harsh words or harmful actions
Hidden away from life's whirlwinds, the eye of its tempestuous storm 

I reside here often, biding my time, drinking the nectar of imagination
Letting images dance, sensations swirl and melodies serenade my soul
Unlearning; opening, purifying my mind; beginning now my adaptation 

Perceiving through childlike filters; teaching myself to, once again, see 
Getting stronger each day; a new self worth, acceptance and understanding
Knowing one day soon I'll emerge, transformed, radiant and unencumbered
Spreading my strong, diaphanous, brightly hued wings so I can, at last, fly free! 

© Debbie Razey 2014


Dream clouds

lost without a sail
drifting on dream clouds of you
- my compass is love

Debbie Razey 2014


endless tracks sprawled out
...before and behind me now
- one destination

Debbie Razey 2014 

Saturday, 14 June 2014


A beauty... apparently
A carcass... she feels
Starved of love, awe and hope
Yearning for a kindred other 
If only to share the stars
A dreamer, idealist... perhaps
But it is the only way she knows
Her soul it doth reflect the light within
Her heart it whispers... yearns for love's solace

© Debbie Razey 2014

Burnt (For C.)

Momma always said not to look into the eyes of the sun
But from her wisdom I did not glean; a free sprit was I
Naïve, petulant child; dreams too big; impulsive - loaded gun
I ran with the flamboyant, the crazies; the ones with an edge
No fear, or thought of consequence, partook in misdemeanours 
My life would be like the movies; never once thought I'd be dead
Golden brown, came part of the package; the next step, the great high
I was indestructible; this was freedom, this to me shined
........quickly burnt up by the sun for looking too long at the sky!

Debbie Razey 2014

Friday, 13 June 2014

Old Quarry Town

Old Quarry Town 

the trains long since gone
surrounded by shut quarries
- time it chips away

I never met you
great granddad the quarry man
- the stone still remains

he fell to his death 
working at the quarry's edge
- a story passed down

stone house I frequent
rock quarried by ancestors
- comforting echoes

Debbie Razey 2014

Thursday, 12 June 2014


I just need a break
I feel it's time to break free
- before life breaks me!

Debbie Razey 2014



Panda Bears

endangered species
....deforestation the cause
- man's long cast shadow 

Debbie Razey 2014

Wednesday, 11 June 2014


knee deep in quicksand

unrelenting tide moves in 

- she admires sunset 


Debbie Razey 2014

Tuesday, 10 June 2014

Stitched (haiku)

celebrations, hugs
smiles; precious fleeting moments
- stitched in life's patchwork

Debbie Razey 2014

Image by Keeper-of-pickles

Needles (haiku)

needles used to numb
pain and suppress emotion

- darns life's holes of woe

Debbie Razey 2014



Monday, 9 June 2014


Too long I have stood on this gnarly, rickety old bridge
Procrastinating, contemplating the ifs, buts and whys
Oh how I envy the clouds, with no predestined direction
No left or right turns or crossroads, just vast endless sky
To my right lies the tawny weathered field, devoid of hope
A stark reminder of dreams left fallow, withered and unkempt
To the left, sweet aroma of lush grass; enticing me to elope
Fresh blades sway hypnotically, evoking a sense of freedom
The bridge beckons before me, the obvious straight route to take
Just one foot in front of the other, no need to seek wisdom
And yet I'm still stood here; stuck, rooted, frozen.... perplexed! 

Debbie Razey 2014

Magpies (haiku)

superstitious myth
counting, two, three
- three's a crowd to whom?

Audrey's Meadow of Dreams

Finally, she's alone at last
She's escaped required duties
Freeing braid from hair, it cascades
Thick auburn heedless tresses hang
over her shoulders like a cape
She throws herself onto the grass,
lush emerald green; cushions fall
Oh how she wishes she could lie
here forever; just be herself
Making friends with faces in clouds
Dreaming of adventures to come

Why must she have been born a girl? 
Why are insects, reptiles, taboo?
Why is climbing trees forbidden?
Couldn't they see she was different?
An explorer she wishes to be
To sail the treacherous vast sea
and discover new lands, species
She wants rich soil beneath her nails;
not to be pristine, manicured
Her taffeta dress; it strangles
Its bodice, neckline, feels restrained

At least here, in serene meadow, 
she is free; her eyes blazing blue
with trapped tears of unfulfilled dreams

© Debbie Razey 2014


Sunday, 8 June 2014

Peddler of the Moon

can't believe I fell for it 
Or for you for that matter
I mean, how blind was I not to see
What was I expecting from an encounter online
Naive or what; stupid and reckless also
How did I know who was actually sat on the other side of the screen
Why on earth did I let my guard down
Did I actually delude myself that you were interested in me
I may as well have had desperate or lost tattooed across my profile
I swear, I felt your words reach through the screen and shake my soul
Or was that your line....oh I forget now; it matters not
Your flattery and banter became more desired, more needed
Your attention, the highlight of my overshadowed reality
Your poems, first responses to my own, came thick and fast
Each one filled with more undertones of love and innuendos
Passion flowed through your words cascading over my body and soul
You had become my muse and I yours
Our conversations spun golden in verse
You became my first and last thought ......I fevered for you
You confessed to feeling it too; your term was "kindred souls"
A connection which, you said, you'd never known the like
I fell deeper, insatiably, with sheer abandonment of sense
My inhibitions and pride melted more with every lingering word, sent by you
Without warning, your words grew sparse
I could see your attention drifting elsewhere
The tides had turned; waves of doubt crashed down and I was left marooned 
Drowning in quick sand of imagined, bitter-sweet dreamed-up love
Your words, once penned for me, scribed now a different tune to ring in another's ear
The empty message box became a deafening void of echoes of your once words
My bubble burst; my sense restored, even in the twilight, all was clear
What a romantic fool I'd been to believe 
A poet, armed with a merchant's patter, enough to defy the gods 
Words slipping off your silvered fingers; pages and pages of fabricated fiction 
I should have known there was no rhyme, in truth, no reason
Anyway; I remain unscathed as, after all, it was never even real
No damage actually done; no tryst, as such, had even occurred
So I slipped away, unnoticed, leaving you to continue to peddle the moon
To some other lonely dreamer or, should I say, another word-blinded poetic fool!

© Debbie Razey 2014


Greed (haiku)

like locusts we feed
on life's abundance with greed
- others go without

Debbie Razey 2014


Saturday, 7 June 2014

Friday, 6 June 2014

Jasmine (haiku)

wild shy Jasmine bud
flowers only at twilight 
- nonconformist shines

Debbie Razey 2014

Art by Vivien Styles

Thursday, 5 June 2014

Wednesday, 4 June 2014

Ham (haiku)

delicious to some
forbidden food for others
- death providing life

Debbie Razey 2014


I never left your side...
as from you I could not part
I drank in the beauty of your essence as you slept
stood guard over your dreams
...protected your heart!

Debbie Razey 2014

Tuesday, 3 June 2014

Green Eyes

green eyes burn golden
fleeting glance ignites my soul
- pastures new allure

Debbie Razey 2014 

Monday, 2 June 2014


lost within the stark
labyrinth of wretched doom
- a new door is found  


Debbie Razey 2014

Sunday, 1 June 2014


pain echoes what was
tears stack up; cause clouds to burst
- sun will rise again

Debbie Razey 2014