Just The Way It Is(For Janice) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Just The Way It Is(For Janice)

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Here, always
in our back garden

the clouds form
themselves into a cauldron

& the sun
a white hot ingot

is flung
fiery into it

burning a hole
in the sky

as if God
(the sleepy sod)

has dozed off

& forgot
to put his cigarette

out.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Onelia Avelar 21 September 2008

Hey, this is so amazing amusing little piece 'God forgot to put his cigarette out' :) You made me laugh and love it :)

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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