Biography of Debbie DrummondHay
A novice poet and incurable romantic. I am ruled by the heart and its forces.
Debbie DrummondHay Poems
Silence shatters the mist of my tears
I feel your breath on my skin in quiet moments of solitude and thought Your voice caresses my ears with whispers of promise yet to come Aloneness has no place within me as I temper the heat from the warmth of your breath My eyes close…
Seemingly enticing me to breathe not as the crumpled soul but as the hopeful innocent aware, yet withdrawn,
My Heart The Rose
My heart is a red rose, life has peeled away the petals which have dried and blown away with the wind of time. You have reached the core,
In the morning of my life I awoke and sang to the falling moon of things that have yet to be. In the afternoon I praised my innocence at the sun
Listen To My Heart
Listen to my heart It will whisper to you in the silence of your confusion and invite you to come home.
Seemingly enticing me to breathe
not as the crumpled soul
but as the hopeful innocent
aware, yet withdrawn,
Would I risk my bleeding soul
expose the dehydrated heart
to fill it up with love?