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Friday, 18 December 2015

Brotherhood

Forged in steel is hatred, 
bigotry remains outdated
When will we surmise the "greater good"; 
be as one, in brotherhood?

Are we to be blinded by mere material gain?
Has the world really become so insane?
Surely we cherish our loved ones more than this 
or are we to wallow, solely, in material bliss? 

Please, people of the the world, come and unite;
forgo this madness and refuse to fight
Haven't we lost too many brothers;
widowing, ripping apart... hearts of mothers?

If only in unity we could stand,
learning to empathise and to understand
Wouldn't we at last find peace and be whole,
clear our consciences... find our souls?

Imagine a world full of empathy,
where our children can at last be free;
to experience everything that life has to give
In love and safety, we all... can live

© Debbie Razey 2015 both image and poem 





Tuesday, 15 December 2015

Leaned Nothing?

Ransacked, pillaged,
burned is my village 
Hoofs upon a beach,
revenge I beseech
Silver pieces; I cannot be bought;
for my life, I will and have fought
I taste in the air dominant death; 
confident in my sword's prowess and breadth 
Pagan versus the blood of Christ,
into war I am baptised 

Setting a precedent of things to come; 
many have died, defending kingdoms 
Have we learned nothing from history? 
Maiming, murdering... causing misery 
Here lies the relics where I stand 
...and yet we still do not understand,
that our brother is all of mankind
Our heritage, is surely to empathise;
that no bloodshed is ever ordained in grace
... a stark reality we have yet to face 

© Debbie Razey 2015


Monday, 14 December 2015

Heartbreak

Sadness drips from me like a sodden shawl
heavy upon chest it weighs; breathing drawl
Exhausting memories frequent my brain,
deafening, the "what ifs"... send me insane!

Violet, fire-ring eyes smart as I type;
smeared, futile words deleted... just one swipe
Cruel darkling abyss, devours my heart;  
once entwined souls, now galaxies apart 

How do I claw myself out of this swamp, 
back to the days where bright sunlight did romp
How I wish to, again, bask in your words 
but... for now my heartbreak, remains unheard 

© Debbie Razey 2015





Saturday, 12 December 2015

Muted

in the echoes of us
I still, hear myself chime
- muted rainbow-dreams

© Debbie Razey 2015



Saturday, 5 December 2015

Premonition

Craving to be normal,
not racked with vine-like pain
Untangling riddled thoughts
...feeling quite insane

Troubled is my heart;
mirroring our world of duplicity
Drowning in pretence 
needing just... simplicity 

Wanting to be saved
by a love without condition 
I know, for sure, it's out there
...I've had a premonition

Oh, wrap your healing heart 
around my wounded soul
Please save me from my self
make me... once again, whole

© Debbie Razey 2015









Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Full Moon Sings

When the full moon sings, in the cold night air
and your heart bleeds... emanating despair;
know my love, envelops... with lonesome care

My heart in hand... in empathy, I swear;
please choose to love... our love, will not compare
We've got it made, have faith; let your heart... dare 

The day... with it's infamous, torrid glare;
shadows night, in her, celestial prayer
Sacred heart's serenity, I will share... 
our love, so cosmic, will transcend... all flare 

© Debbie Razey 2015






Sunday, 22 November 2015

BE love!

Little 
drops of kindness
with seeds of hope and love; 
help to plant a better future 
BE love! 

© Debbie Razey 2015



Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Bullet Hole Roses

Joyful lives shattered to smithereens
Minds traumatised by deafening screams   
Innocence robbed... unrequited dreams 

Tattooed nightmares; blood stained hearts and minds
Blindfolded through fear by humankind
Our lurking enemy... undefined 

Yet out of bullet holes roses grow
Selfless acts of kindness, freely shown
Still... the world's wise souls, to war, say "No!" 

For in splintered glass and sawdust streets
Where bouquets are placed and candles weep
We'll regain our strength... we'll not retreat

Freedom, Peace and Love, they will prevail
Defiantly we'll stand, hate, not hailed
Heinous acts won't break us... you have failed!  

© Debbie Razey 2015







Saturday, 14 November 2015

My Dream...

For my children my dream is that they will grow;
in love, heartfelt compassion and kindness
...that they will know
the difference between wrong and right;
to see no reason to take up arms and fight
That they will spread joy and tame misery, 
that they will learn to believe...
in the power of peace and empathy
...this is my dream!

© Debbie Razey 2015





#PrayForParis

In Peace let us stand!
Instead of retribution, 
let's empathise... understand
Through LOVE let's heal! 

© Debbie Razey 2015



It's time....

It's time for humanity's division to end...
for all, the fear-driven discrimination to, finally, cease

It's time for all, futile, bloodshed to end...
for all the world's children to experience, at last, peace

It's time for hate's reign of darkness to end 
So, universally, love's healing-light can be released 

It's time....

© Debbie Razey 2015





Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Skyscraper Stealth

In his, now, uniform of city-grime,
amidst the Suits dashing to make up time;
he stands at attention, salutes alone
...subway now his shelter, cardboard his home

Bemused passers-by, ridicule the show
He stands firm, undeterred... how could they know?
Their eyes have not seen, what his can't forget, 
Their souls are not stained in blood and regret

In silence, he hears haunting screams from the past
His ears ring incessantly since the blast
He still tastes the sand, which made his eyes bleed
...when naively he hoped to intercede

He joined at eighteen, still child not yet man; 
aspiring hero defending homeland
Little had he thought of what was involved
...his orders and conscience left unresolved 

War's atrocities, he's witnessed first-hand
Dismembered limbs he's picked up with his hands
He's held friends close as they drew their last breath; 
his nostrils filled still... with foul stench of death

Eleven o'clock it has now been and gone, 
on eleventh day this November morn
He's glad of the rain as it hides his tears...
for all of the fallen, throughout the years

It's not with pride but with respect he stands,
for he's seen the cost... he understands
Amusement, for some, his actions maybe;
judged as a Bum as his injury's unseen

No hero is he deemed... nor deems himself 
Drowning, daily, flashbacks have damaged his health
He's lost his mind, family, house and wealth
...now lives in shadows, in skyscraper stealth

© Debbie Razey 2015



Monday, 2 November 2015

Butterflies

intoxicated by your scent
I breathe you deeply in
my head upon your rise and fall
I hear your heartbeat sing
echoing the love I feel
your beat and mine collide
bursting into butterflies
our love adorns the skies 

© Debbie Razey 2015


Stuff!

You can have 
never enough 
of all the stuff; 
you think
you so 
desperately need

© Debbie Razey 2015

Perfectly Imperfect

I'm perfectly imperfect
It's your choice..
you can love me
or you can hate me 

© Debbie Razey 2015


Night's Painter

Night's Painter's palette, mixing things anew  
Brushstrokes, shading; letting colours imbrue
Tie-dying the sky with pastel hued clouds 
Heralding with tone, change of season proud

Golden lace cloud-waves dawn upon the sky
From the sponge in hand, paint begins to cry
Crimson starred-smoke streaks; trails
from heaven's wake 
Rainbow rivered-droplets blot as day breaks

© Debbie Razey 2015
(Image of John Tierney's paint palette http://www.holyisland.moonfruit.com/)




Sunday, 1 November 2015

Why?

night's chill breeze echoes
loudly the absence of you
- both beneath same sky  

© Debbie Razey 2015

#senryu #micropoetry






Wednesday, 21 October 2015

How Many Lost Souls Cry Out Tonight?

How many lost souls cry out tonight?
Thousands of hearts' fragmented plight,
breaking in two beyond the light; 
hiding in fear's shadows... out of sight 

Tormented minds endlessly churning
Rivers of tears; molten lava falling
Memory's cruel whispers' torridly taunting
Ignored, desperate pleas... lovers calling  

Heartbreak-venom pulsing around veins 
Splintered dreams piercing sleep's fragile veil
Insomnia sick, into the abyss they sail 
Praying reconciliation... but to no avail 

© Debbie Razey 2015









Sunday, 18 October 2015

Forest Nymph

Before I bed down on autumn's mellifluous, deft patchwork;
snuggly, within crimson, saffron, magenta, burnt-orange hues 
I first take time to revel in the resplendent fall's sunlight;
ebulliently savouring my last, sweet, luscious honeyed-dew 

For my secure winter-bed, it does beckon sagaciously,
though the succulent, ripe, jewelled forest-fruits do bid me stay
My eyes steal a frame of the azure, crystalline horizon
Finally, deep into hibernation's... slumber I stray 

© Debbie Razey 2015





Tuesday, 13 October 2015

Pinned

Wrestling 
    with my thoughts
        ...my sanity

Believing 
    in one thing
        yet craving
            ...very much
                another

I am baffled 
    by the complexity
        of the simplicity 
            which...
                eludes me still

Filtering 
    memories from dreams;
        dreaming dreams
            not just reliving 
               distorted... 
                   faceless-facts

Confronting 
    the ugly 
        the untamed; 
            that which 
                lurks
                    beneath...
                        the veneer 
                            which others polish
                       
Free-falling...
    desperately
        and despondently
            into a 
                languid,
                   lacrimal lake
                      of my own making 

Drowning 
    in the loneliness 
        which I've 
            so deftly 
                painted:
                    all through 
                        striving
                            simply....
                                too hard

Perfectionism 
    has gagged
        ...for too long
            my wild
                incandescent voice

Ideals
    morales 
        bind
            painfully 
                my feet;
                    they make me 
                        ...lame

My violin-heart
    ...weeps
        promises 
            laced with tragedy
                whilst 
                    my out-of-body 
                        transcends
                            that which is real

Dancing 
    with dalliances 
        which
            will never be; 
                the what if's 
                    ...the maybes

I am 
    too young
        to evaporate; 
            to seep...
                into these 
                    caged-walls 
                        of safe 
                            mediocrity

Yet
    like a butterfly 
        pinned
           to a page
               ...I fade 

© Debbie Razey 2015




Friday, 9 October 2015

Illumined

As the earth beneath me falters, 
enticed by the moon, I'll take flight; 
having hope, my fate, it alters
I have at last, now, seen the light 

For life's only a perception,
a projection of what's inside;
fear is the greatest deception
that, and of course, ego and pride

So like a child without filters,
I'll learn purely to see again
and when my outlook's in kilter,
then happiness, I'll need not feign 

On each prayer-balloon I let go
I will inscribe upon a dream;
into the celestial they'll flow,
illumined by stars and moonbeams 

© Debbie Razey 2015






Tear Down

Tear down the bricks and mortar, 
cage-roofs which block out sky;
return now to natures bosom,
seeking astrology's wisdom
- for we've, all, been taught lies

They've cast us into darkness,
weakened, isolated,
separated from universe;
materialism is our curse
- dreams annihilated 

So my friends, fear not the end,
for symbiotic life
enlightenment can now begin; 
never again to be bidden
- free from, all, manmade strife 

So, now look beyond the walls,
see and feel with your heart;
harmonise with creations pace, 
remember, we are made of space
- a life lived well... is art

© Debbie Razey 2015





Saturday, 3 October 2015

Glow

Amber glow of ethereal light
takes my soul and gives it flight
Thank you... Moonlight! 

© Debbie Razey 2015


Friday, 2 October 2015

Divine Trust

Gazing from the precipice of destruction
I am... surprisingly calm:
as my earthly body
is of little consequence; 
as I know,
my soul's safe, 
in your grace...
from all spiritual harm 

© Debbie Razey 2015









Thursday, 1 October 2015

The Gift

He had promised her the moon,
it was one he wished to keep;
as his patter and his vanities
had landed him in trouble deep

At first he tried to net it,
the light, it just filtered through;
his aim was bang on target
but the moon, would not be harpooned

At a loss for what to do,
he called, then, upon the stars;
he begged them to surround it
but they ignored him from afar

Grandiose heroic plans
were mostly well intended;
though blatantly ill-equipped
unimpressed was his intended

He knew if, now, defeated
she would never trust again;
with his energy depleted
oh how could he, the moon, contain?

Then a wise old owl flew by
enquired "what, sir, is your woe"
he explained his dilemma
and how his love was sure to go

After some contemplation
the owl benignly chastised;
"fool, you've the moon already,
I see her shining in your eyes"

"If you want to give her the moon
then it's yourself, that you must give;
wholly and unselfishly
for only there can, true, love live"

So that eve he took his love
to a spot beside the lake;
and with moon-eyes he pledged true love
then, forever-plans they did make

The morale of this poem
is that love is not possessed
it shines within our actions
an unconditional bequest

© Debbie Razey 2016 (revisited)

Tuesday, 29 September 2015

Lunar-love

I know, now, you love me for I see,
awash, your face graceful deepening
As your prism eyes perceive truly me,
refracting colours which I'm feeling

Your gentle tones, lifting my esprit,
cast light on my doubt-fuelled darkling
Night's tinctures of love envelope me
Your ambience soothes my weakening 

© Debbie Razey 2015











Sunday, 27 September 2015

Supermoon Luna Eclipse 2015

This eve the earth's betwixt the moon and sun
Her sanguine veil is cast upon the moon
Moonlight a myth; without sun, moon has none
Skywatchers gaze in awe of the Blood Moon 
Many though fear prophecies
Rare celestial alignment's dark omen
Heaven's lights, God's sure sign in history
Humanity, alas, now seems broken 
If sky phenomenon portends great change
Please through cataclysm let hatred decrease 
As priorities have become deranged 
Let's pray this lunar eclipse foretells peace 
Or will futile bloodshed, echo the moon? 
Is it too late for the world to attune?  

© Debbie Razey 2015

Saturday, 26 September 2015

Umbrella Love

Fire-rain 
cascades, 
golden,
upon 
the mirrored pavement,
bounces
at our feet; 
refracting 
the lamp's light
it splinters,
illuminates 
the street

Here 
beneath this 
humble
umbrella, 
we are 
dry and warm;
cocooned  
in love's 
sweet solace spectrum 
safe together  
from life's
raging storms

© Debbie Razey 2015








This Book Of Me

There are many things I am
Things that make me, *me*
I am empathic litmus paper 
to all the suffering that I perceive 

I've been the gasoline poured
on a lover's wanton flame 
I am often quite nostalgic 
wishing things would stay the same

I can be confusingly contrary -
an animal lover who still eats meat?!?
In my youth, sometimes flirtatious 
whisking admirers off their feet

I can be painfully naive 
just as a teen's first love
Usually peaceful and serene
just as the wild but gentle dove 

I'm like the hardy dandelion seed
surfing daydreams in the air
I've occasionally been a game player
but I've always tried to play fair 

I'm a wanderlust driven soul 
seeking to lie beneath the stars
A great lover of eclectic music 
the only common denominator - guitar 

I'm an echo friendly warrior 
who cares passionately about the earth
A proud mother of three 
and I wallow in their mirth 

You see there are many sides to me
Just like you, I am not one thing
I am multifaceted and unique 
like the precious diamond on my ring 

So please take your time to know me
do not judge me on what you see
There are many chapters still unread
in this book... that is me 

© Debbie Razey 2015 


Wednesday, 23 September 2015

Mistress Dawn

I've lain this night next to you and watched the moon polish the sky
Listened to the owl's sweet serenade with our bodies entwined 
I have seen the stars fall; one by one, from the sky 
Mirroring the direction of my tears which I've silently cried

This dawn my love is, for now, to be our last
Our precious time it dwindles, withers too fast 
Whilst you sleep the room taunts me with echoes of our time
Your laugher lingers upon your smile, your slumbering beauty evokes mine

I don't think I've ever seen, such a stunning work of art
The sight of you naked, eyes etch with precision my heart
Each little detail my love presses like a flower, tightly to preserve 
My mind struggles to comprehend, as you're more than I deserve  

Oh how I wish I could cage the sun and forbid her to rise
How I wish the moonlight would stay to dance again in your eyes
Although, I fear its already too late as I sense the dawn creep through the blinds
Her subtle ethereal, ambient glow tortures my mind

As I know what today your duty demands
That you'll travel away, to a far distant land
One of conflict, death, hate and despair
One that I know you'll try your best to repair

So I curse the dawn as she pools on my floor
I beg her to make a retreat, I plead, I implore
Through tear filled eyes I see you stir, begin your day
Like a mistress she comes and from me she takes you away 

© Debbie Razey 2015










Friday, 18 September 2015

Cleansed

As gentle waves caress my feet,
cleanse my soul;
gracefully dance waltz with beach,
whisper tales untold
Jewelled-sun showers golden heat, 
at last warms my day,
silk-breeze unfolds my cares,
blows them all away
My mind's rocked upon the crest 
of distant waves, 
anxiety slips away;
my sanity's saved
Again with hope I meet;
a friend I'd lost
The future now I'll greet  
...peace has no cost 

© Debbie Razey 2015












Wednesday, 16 September 2015

The Boy On The Beach

Please don't let my little life be in vain;
ignore my people's suffering and pain
We've been displaced through no fault of our own; 
too scared to stay in what once was our home

Left our families, possessions behind; 
hoping and praying that peace we would find
Taking perilous risks... just to be free
Cruel twist of fate made me refugee

It's too late for me; the sea claimed my life 
Father mourns also my brother... and wife
My name was *Alan*, "the boy on the beach"
Empathise with compassion... I beseech 

© Debbie Razey 2015




Thoughts

        I am torn in two
through thoughts of you
                 but
         will thoughts 
               ever
                be...
            enough? 

© Debbie Razey 2015






Please... Help Me!

I had home, 
Smartphone,
wife...
good life

You're just like me
but now...
I'm Refugee

© Debbie Razey 2015



Monday, 14 September 2015

I wish...

I wish to make you so happy
Make every dream of yours come true
Blow gently away your grey skies 
Fill your days with clear azure blue

I wish to feel my hand in yours 
Reunite our souls... eye to eye
Hear your laughter dance in my heart
Release our true love from fear's guise 

I wish to banish the ocean 
which keeps us physically apart
Join each of our lands together
Paint new horizons with love's art

I wish to lie beneath the stars
we entwined amidst the heather
Share deepest thoughts at they unfold
as our hopes begin to tether

I wish to be your companion 
between us a home we could mould 
Create a safe solace bubble 
Escape to our very own world

© Debbie Razey 2015




Wednesday, 29 July 2015

Forgiveness

Forgiveness the greatest gift that one can bestow
Although I fear that there are many, who still do not know
That through relinquishing all our anger, fear, bitterness and hate
Our lives can be replenished, our destines realigned towards a greater, more fulfilling fate
One of true freedom within peace, love and happiness
Let's share the message and banish both theirs and our futile sadness 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Saturday, 25 July 2015

Nourish

What stirs beneath my waters 
My love, I fear you will never know
Even though, you're with me daily  
you're just too afraid, there, to go
To taste love's honey nectar 
you must first become the bee
Gather up all our precious, fleeting moments 
Darling, please share yourself with me 

Do you yearn to feel my fire, breathe inside you 
even though you may get burnt? 
Darling, throw open the drapes shrouding your heart;
dispel all defence strategies you have learned
Drink from my soul's well of euphoric essence
My love, I'll give it gladly, all, to you 
Feed ravenously from my body, mind and spirit; 
please, allow me to feed freely from you too

Know, time is not on our side, my love 
I feel our love weaken, rapidly, day by day 
I am in such dire need of your love's nourishment 
and yet you only pick, meagrely, from my buffet
All the ingredients we need, we have right here
It pains me, greatly, to see your confusion and dismay
Darling, take my hand; release your fears and soul to me
I promise, through open honest love... we will be ok  

© Debbie Razey 2015









   

Friday, 24 July 2015

Peace

Peace at home 
Peace abroad
Peace in hearts
Peace in thoughts

Peace in words
Peace in deeds
Peace when angry 
Peace when in grief

Peace through adversity
Peace through fear
Peace towards strangers
Peace towards all held dear 

Peace to your neighbour
Peace to your friend
May Peace soothe the world's pain 
...causing all hatred to end

© Debbie Razey 2015