Deborah Leah Krempa : Writing

Lost And Found

Lost And Found

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


L ost touch withyou, my dear jeffrey lynn O n a long and lonely highway I've traveled near and far S earchingin the white pages of the telephone boo..
Tulips

Tulips

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


T ulips and golden daffodils, roses in full bloom U sually I notice them early in the spring L overs walking down a quiet lane while holding hands ..
Worthy Of You Always And Forever

Worthy Of You Always And Forever

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


(dedicated to my lovely grandsons: Brendan, Alan and Alex)-(I love you with all my heart and soul)
Painting A Mural Of You

Painting A Mural Of You

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


P ainting a mural A stunningportrait I paint of you with brush in hand N ostalgic innocence captured artistically T he way that I see you in my ..
No Phantom

No Phantom

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


N o phantom shall come between us O bviously there is ghost that haunts your mind P hantom of the night stealing the passion of our intimacy H e ..
Color My World

Color My World

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


C olor my world in O paque shades of blue L est I be ambiguous in my O bscurity soinclined to uncertainty R avish me and leave me mesmerized M ..
Red Eyes Glowing In The Dark

Red Eyes Glowing In The Dark

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


R ed eyes glowing in the darkness of the night E vening stroll through the woods D ogs barking in the distance E erie feeling as my hair stands u..
The Red Dress

The Red Dress

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


T he red dress H ad thin spaghetti straps and was low cut and quite revealing E mbroidery adorned the hem with a few sparkling sequins and rhinesto..
My Darkest Night

My Darkest Night

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


M y darkest night Y our light ceased to shine D eath came knocking upon our door A crimson teardrop fell down my cheek as I R eached out in vain..
This Silence Is Killing Me

This Silence Is Killing Me

A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa


T his silence is killing me H ome just isn't like it use to be I wish that we could talk like families are supposed to do S top being so afraid to ..