DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

ENTITY TOUCHED

Murmuring

As if talking

Entity touched

The elbows of stalking~

Unravel the strange story

Behind the dreams

Of times within the heart

Or so it seems~

She weeps of sorrow

Of so much regret

To be pushed aside

Knowing she could be next~

Seeing what tomorrow brings

Would be a relief

As tormented feelings fill her head

With so much grief~

Living through the gauntlet

Sipping the dreams from a capillary of time

She’s learned to live, love and rhyme

Since she is the poem~

The meaning and the metaphor

She is the seed of karma like no other

She is a thread wearing beads of faith

She is the prayer on the lips of eternity

DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

@ 2-19-2016

HIDDEN IN SHADOWS

Against the sleeping trees

With a simple caress

Touches of lightning

Bring her to her knees~

Hidden in the shadows

Of naked branches

Spring has awakened memories

Of kisses running rampant

Waiting for another day~

That fateful rainy night

Holding the unknown

Like a stab in the chest

Emotions ran high

As she wept~

Not knowing what’s to come

Sitting at her window

Imagining she saw him at the gate

Running down the lane

Sailing into

The daunting sound~

With no plans for tomorrow

With a heartache so true~

Hidden in the shadows

Used to be a love

Waiting

Hoping

For one more night~

Raw passion and surreal longing

Wrapped within the tangible

Laced with the unknown

Perfected with desires' sprinkled~

Served on a canvas

For the privileged ones~

DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

@ 2-19-2016

VASTNESS

I remember vastness

Loneliness of emptiness in space

I remember the blackness

Of nothing in my heart

I remember you~

The shallowness of the loss of you

I remember the kisses of life

That portrayed you~

Tears that loved you no matter what

As matters of the heart and soul

Of sadness

That should overcome

But can’t seem to move on~

I REMEMBER THINGS

Images to recollect

Not just the deep sleep

That comes from the fear

I remember things~

It’s more than just void darkness

The mind functions

As images pattern

Cold is felt slipping away

Time is distorted

I remember the beginning

I remember things~

There are no times for excuses

Reaching leniently for the love

That was to be no more

How I think of these things unknown~

In the darkness and coldness

Now they come through

Trying to erase

The times, the space, the void~

No one could ever take your place

I remember the space

I remember things

The vastness~

Expressions that melt even a stone

Compassion that can move mountains

Images make a home in the mind

And heart~

A poignant heart that's worth the

Weight of tears spent~

DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

@ 2-19-2016