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
in bold letters
'Souls Wanted, Apply Within'
The door is always open
you may walk right in
aisle of pews
for you choose
what seat you'll take