Dónall Dempsey Poems

A bead if sweat
trickled down my neck

slipped between
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Here, I see us
as if we had lived

long long
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Like ice
the night

cracks open &
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HER LEAST FAVOURITE HAIKU

'Go...go back a bit.'
Ooops! Falls arse over tit! Aggh!
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Your shadow leans
against the wall

as if it were contemplating you
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The day of her funeral
they came in their thousands
to bless her final rest
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In the middle of this
vast plain

I find your lost
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I’m forever blowing bubbles
all over your nakedness

divinely supine upon a divan
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The scythe shone
in the sun
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Here on a hot sticky
summer night

our newly naked bodies
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