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Wednesday, 11 February 2015

My Place Of Sanctuary (Kyrielle Sonnet tweeked)

My place of sanctuary 
Where I frequent at night
Away from all who fight
My sacred place to write
...beneath the cool moonlight

It's where I feel most free
In vocabulary 
When words flow from my pen
My heart it soars in flight 
I hope this will not end
Rhyme has become my friend
...beneath the cool moonlight
I linger for awhile

My place of sanctuary
It's often where I smile
...beneath the cool moonlight
my mind becomes fertile 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Diamond (senryu)

imperfection's charms
shine no matter if in light
- a diamond you are 

© Debbie Razey 2015


Swinging... suspended in a dimension that we label as time 
I ponder my seconds, minutes, hours, days, nights, weeks, years; 
my working shifts, holidays and time that I've wasted on the mundane 
To a child, who truly experiences the joys of each moment... I wish to return

To splash in a reflective, cloud-filled silver puddle of forbidden fun 
To slide heedlessly down a helter skelter, in a sack, at supersonic speed
To blow iridescent bubbles of delight... such poppable propositions of awe
To be at one... happy... consumed within a moment 
Losing the need to divide my time into fake components 

© Debbie Razey 2015