' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' An Anabooboo! (For Helen) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' An Anabooboo! (For Helen)

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She takes off
all her clothes

just for
the fun of it

every now & then I
catch a glimpse

of naked bum

as it runs not here
or there but helter skelter.

She who only
mastered the art of walking

not so long ago

now glorying
in her limbs.

'Hey Cherub! '
I call out to her

& she turns
& comes

not because she's
understood

but understands the love
dripping form the words

an honeycomb
of language.

She tries to clothe
the nakedness of her

experiences

in a dress
of words.

She is surprised
to find

that her
anabooboo

doesn't stick
to the cat

and the cat
wanders amilessly off

discarding with disdain
her attempt

at naming him.

Soon the cat
will become its sound

(me! how?)

then finally
making it to being

C A T
(just like that) .

It's a long journey
into knowing.

I almost prefer
her almost Martian naming

her alien
way of seeing.

I curtly call the cat that
and even name the next cat that

an ANABOOBOO

and still can drive her
mad

years later
in a future far from here

calling my teenage
daughter

to say her date
is here.

'Hey Anabooboo! '

& see a blushing
Princess

descending the stairs

lithe of limb
and(thankfully)

fully clothed!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Original Unknown Girl 10 September 2009

Sigh.... it's like a portal to the future! ! I love it and you're so right.... I love how the incorrect pronunciations are actually so endearing! And am sad when they no longer are part of the everyday vocabulary... HG: -) xx

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Dónall Dempsey

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Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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