Dónall Dempsey Poems

You lie
on your back

I lie
...

Morning erects
a perfect sky

as if it were
...

METAMORPHOSES

My smile
floating
...

Like a tree
hiding in a forest

like a leaf
...

memory stealing
the sky, the sun, the us
of that evening
...

Your most prized dress
must confess

that it
...

Not knowing
whether you would stay

(or not)
...

All that long hot summer through
I shared a summer cold with you
...

Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
...

The landscape grew weary
of us trampling all over it

so, in a tick...torrential rain
...