Is It Raining In Ny On West 53rd Street? Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Is It Raining In Ny On West 53rd Street?



Here the rain
takes its time

the world become
a Chinese watercolour

and we floating
in an eternity

the sure touch
of a master

a delicate wash of colour
our minds

becoming a world
that only an artists sees

in the moment
brush meets ink

and the final touch
occurs:

Thursday, August 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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