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Saturday 20 June 2015

An Ode To Black Gold (Coffee)

It's that time again... the night's given way to the dawn 
Insomnia's merry dance has plagued me once more 
My weary cotton-wool head it lifts and yawns 
Fixating on the dark, delicious decadence which I'm yearning for 

Coffee's alluring aroma tantalises me... taunting my impatient palate
This archaic, ebony elixir is so welcome to behold
As I take my first sip, my tastebuds practically pirouette  
When its power erupts I shed, finally, fatigue's sallet
In my dire need it's certainly, to me, a precious Black Gold
The only thing I need now... is today's first cigarette  

© Debbie Razey 2015


Shipwrecked

Set adrift in your eyes, I got lost in love's sea
Shipwrecked in your wake… but do you remember me? 
I signal to you from the embers of my heart
Rescue me, my love, from my Isle of misery

I frequent the shadows; I'm sinking in love's sand
The sun burns my body where you once placed your hands
Salt tears stain my cheeks. Darling, have I cried enough?
Sent message via bottle... hope you'll understand

I've searched the stars, but can no longer see your face
Without your love I feel so desolate... displaced
The shells they taunt with whispers, echoes of your voice
I fear I'll die on these shores if you don't make haste 

I'm starving slowly, denied of the love of you 
I've drawn three words on the beach... yet they seem too few
I pray you'll see them soon and it won't be too late
Before I am swallowed up ... devoured by the blue

© Debbie Razey 2015 - Violet Moon Poetry












Have Mercy...

In your strong sapphire blues I swim beguiled
Lost in translation; alone in your smile
Your sanguine lips cause me to bite my own
A king before me... I melt in your tones

Golden tousled locks fall about your brow
I heed your command... to you I will bow
I'm at the mercy of your every whim
With great precision you bind, tight, my limbs

I'm intoxicated by your prowess
I watch you nervously as you undress
Bronzed chiselled Adonis, before me stands
In anticipation... I clench my hands

© Debbie Razey 2015 - Violet Moon Poetry