Spotlight: Debbie Clewer
It's an amazing day to share with you the work of an individual I find highly talented. Today, on the Jimmy Broccoli page and on jimmybroccoli.com, it is an honor to feature the poetry of Debbie Clewer.
I've been reading Debbie's work for quite some time now - and she and I have become friends. She's an outstanding poet - and I always enjoy reading her pieces.
Here is Debbie in her own words:
I was born in the UK as an only child of loving parents. I always enjoyed writing. I didn't know what I wanted to do when I left school and became a hairdresser.
Throughout my dad's life (now deceased) he suffered bouts of depression. I often think of him when I am writing. I am married with two grown up children.
During lockdown I found myself with time on my hands and rediscovered my love of writing poetry.
Lastly, I would like to thank @jimmybroccoli for featuring me on his fb page.
Here are two poems by Debbie Clewer - and I know you'll love them as much as I do! ______________
Pleasure found me hiding Took me crying To a better place
Bathed my wounds of worry Took the scurry To a slower pace
Hit the fear & dred on the head As it's out of line
Showed the world Pristine Like a dream From another time
Peep the top of stocking Interlocking in a hot embrace
Feel the warmth of lovers Under covers Passion, silk & lace
Pleasure cleared my vision Danced life's rhythm Lose the self regret
Kicked it with a quickstep And twirled a perfect pirouette. _____
Devoid of emotion The rehab youth Drowning in an ocean Of his own misuse Searching for an answer In rehabilitation Wandered in a music room And found his salvation He strummed on guitar Till his fingers bled Playing those Demons Right out of his head The darkness of his music Enlightened his mind Musical therapy A better kind.
Photo: Debbie Clewer