Dónall Dempsey's blog

HAPPY VALENTINE

You hurt my heart.

It still sings!

I love the way you do
'...those things! '

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UN-HAPPY VALENTINE!

You hurt my heart.

It still stings!

THE PRESENT MOMENT

She offers me
the gift

inexpertly & awkwardly
wrapped.

Christmas paper in July.

Water drips from
its centre.

I open it up
& am greeted by

D/I/A/L/O/G/U/E/S/ (WITH: -  DUCHAMP)

I was a sad young man
on a train

a train
(a train)   

always a window
on to something else

being transported
through Time & Space

landscape passing through
my dreaming face

Me hanging from
a snow coloured tree

you throwing snowball
after snowball

& (! hee! hee!)  
missing me.

I telling you that I
(in Chinese Astrology)  

am a
Monkey!

You laugh
smoke steaming out
of your nostrils

She snapped on
earrings

quickly in a hurry now

applied a little more lippy

stopped to adjust a bra
strap that
was biting her left shoulder

got the seams of her stockings straight

just right

MOBY DUCK

(Being a Birthday Poem for Freeda )

Call me...fish meal!

The wind caught my yacht
turning her Nor' by Nor' Westward!

Ho!

Sunlight & water
became dancing diamonds.

My toy boat
cut redly through