Dónall Dempsey Poems

I celebrate
my lover's birthday

glorying in her
...

HER OWN SOCIETY

The soul
fed up with its own
...

'Oh! Nellie the elephant packed her trunks and said goobye
to the circus...off she went with a clumpity clump... clump
....clump... clump! The head of the herd was calling...
far far away.'
...

Like a ghost
the rain haunts the wind

that screams and begs to be
...

Fishes parade
across the sky
...

Me, being me
I always wore
...

Cupped
carefully
in the palms
...

My words
whisper

tickle your belly
...

You were
a surprisingly lovely flower
coming up somehow through
...

THE MASTER’S HAND

I ring you up
to see if you are seeing
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