Dónall Dempsey

Rookie - 442 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

' ' ' ' ' Photograph Of You In My Head - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Sitting on the grass
scarlet flashing fingernails

rolling a joint
(all talk talk talk)

speech bubbles
emerging above your head

holding a glass
of champagne

between your toes.

A little red triangle
of panties every now & then

flashing diamante
in the sun.

Red flag
to a bull.

Your voice
somewhere hidden

behind the waterfall
of your hair.

Your voice
with always the promise

of a kiss
in it

whispering: “Come...
...come here! ”

Comments about ' ' ' ' ' Photograph Of You In My Head by Dónall Dempsey

  • Rookie - 3 Points Original Unknown Girl (7/8/2009 3:47:00 PM)

    Lovely one this. Love the little triangle of red.... the red flag to the bull! Highly apt if you ever heard Onelia and I speak! LOL! But of course that is all I can say! ! ! Brilliant Mr Dempsey - your writing is so enthralling. HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 3, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, August 31, 2009

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