Dónall Dempsey Poems

One eye turquoise.

The other azure blue.
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Still the tantalising historical
un-answered question

what was the secret formula
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Your death
stretching out like the darkness

of empty
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I really miss

the little hollow of your neck
where sighs collect
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Your hands
your beautiful naked hands
coming to rest
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She told me she was
an arctophile.

I declined her kind offer
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Fallen moon
held prisoner in a puddle

stabbed
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A day of us.

A night of us.
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Pocket notebook
full of poems

written with a green
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Eating alfresco
(courtesy of Tesco)

singing acapella
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