Treasure Island

Dónall Dempsey

(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)


Here, it is

in my heart

great big flakes of remembrance

your laughter
like lace

traced upon
a midnight

fragile as the memory
(that it is)

I hold you still
in this moment

you are


unwilling to let
the moment


always you are laughing
somewhere in my heart

your frosted laughter
so alive

always it is snowing
somewhere in my heart

where your death
cannot touch you.

Submitted: Saturday, May 24, 2008
Edited: Monday, December 28, 2009

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  • Onelia Avelar (5/24/2008 4:22:00 PM)

    The idea about snowing memories in the heart is very donall donall trademark - the poet with heart - I like these great big flakes of remembrance. So vivid picture. Bravo to you - it is very good! (Report) Reply

  • R H (5/24/2008 4:13:00 PM)

    Beautiful Donall - the words fall like snowfall in this delicate elegy. justine. (Report) Reply

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