Biography of Deb Fowler
Deb Fowler Poems
Rented sign in bold letters 'Souls Wanted, Apply Within'
I stand tall, naked limbs extended to the sun proudly, I reach for the sky
A Blue Iris
The rains had come to cool and soothe the ashes & embers of burnt out thoughts
Along Came Death
Along came death....then her arms held open wide....that day Sometime later eyes open....now sweeping gently for remnants of life....forever
I am my Mother, as I weep when reading of death and life, knowing forever exists only in the mind.
He took a long last drag as he looked out across the water, the birds raced and dived,
'W' wages war while wives...widows weep what will we win?
I tried to hide the darkness but it showed upon my skin I tried to hide the sorrow
The sky was the softest blue scattered clouds painted on a canvas stretched out before me
I have not eaten for I feed on thought wild, hungry gnawing consuming mind and body.
Red hat flops, broad grin, kind brown eyes
I know the robins song in the dawn I know
I love a man his skin is black I love his laugh his skin is black
Jagged clouds touch the sunset gray disturbs orange a chance meeting
kind brown eyes
old dress frayed, faded
under the summer sun
hoe in hand
beneath sharp edges.
peas and carrots
tended with withered,
proudly display their
as if for her praise.