Dónall Dempsey (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)
Poems by Dónall Dempsey : 475 / 1953
' ' ' ' BRACE OF TANKAS
PEEL ME A GRAPE!
Two grapes left on plate
look like lost nipples looking
for their mammaries.
I popping them in my mouth
delighting in both senses.
*******
CONCRETE VIRUS
This concrete city
infects the sky...turning it
into concrete too.
Concrete sun and concrete rain.
Concrete humans... cry...real tears
Dónall Dempsey
Submitted: Thursday, July 16, 2009
Edited: Friday, August 28, 2009
Poems by Dónall Dempsey : 475 / 1953
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Two quite different tankas in one brace :) The one can make one laugh, the other one can make one feel depressed - both wonderful - you optimized masterly the slender, measured form of tanka - no an otiose word!
Donall, thank you for the smile my friend. Just was the doctor ordered. Top marks and thanks for sharing them with us.
David the dodgy one