Dónall Dempsey

Veteran Poet - 1,356 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Dónall Dempsey Poems

881. Fingerprints 5/25/2007
882. Plan B 5/18/2007
883. Little Blue Number 5/6/2007
884. Taking Off Your Dress 5/6/2007
885. In The Theatre Of Our Hair 5/3/2007
886. Lsst Stop Before A Broken Heart 5/18/2007
887. Trying To Explain Human Loneliness To Inanimate Things - A Haiku 5/17/2007
888. Don'T Cry Old Room Don'T Cry! 5/17/2007
889. Only Just 5/17/2007
890. You'Re Just The Lost Loose Change Of My Life! 7/12/2007
891. And Always Written In The Book Of Flesh 7/7/2007
892. Summer Lay Asleep... 6/27/2007
893. The Mystery 6/16/2007
894. Billion Times Told Lovlier 6/15/2007
895. The Music Swells And... 8/15/2007
896. The Eyes Are Not The Same 8/17/2007
897. Being Given Nothing...Why Was I So Surprised To Find I Had Nothing 8/23/2007
898. Your Step Will Call Me Like Music 7/21/2007
899. A Little Of What Ya Fancy Does Ya Good! 7/14/2007
900. A Sudden Breeze 7/16/2007
901. Makeshift Daddy 7/12/2007
902. Chocolate Explanations 7/29/2007
903. Pebble 8/1/2007
904. Bare Bones 8/1/2007
905. And Then I Cried 8/1/2007
906. Ah, My Lady Love! 7/26/2007
907. For Lo Unto Us...(Happy Christmas Helen) 12/20/2009
908. Christmas Is Coming! 11/15/2007
909. In The Mythology Of Birds...Foxes... 11/15/2007
910. Surviving The Songs That Will Survive Us(For St) 10/19/2007
911. How I Came To Enjoy Pigeon Pie! 10/25/2007
912. Blind Date 10/21/2007
913. Alas! I Was Mistaken When I Thought Cathy Had Shaken Her Tic-Tacs At Me! 10/5/2007
914. Listening As A Little Lad To My Old Lad Telling Stories 10/16/2007
915. Telegram To My Mind: “true Love…running Smooth…admitting No Impediment.Stop.Don’t Stop.Stop. 10/9/2007
916. Sister Hamlet(For Melly) 10/9/2007
917. Papillions Noir 10/9/2007
918. No Please Anything But The Baby Pictures! 10/9/2007
919. Here & Now. 9/5/2007
920. Such Love 9/11/2007
Best Poem of Dónall Dempsey

' ' ' ' Daddy(For My Dad)

Always
your love

everywhere
around me

tangible & intangible

as when
sound
becomes music.

As a child
they asked me

what I wanted
to be

when I grew up

and I ran through
all the obvious choices

a cowboy man
a doctor man
a spy man
a hero man
an astronaut man

but there was
always only

one choice.

I wanted to be
you.

So I blurted out
my child's answer:


'A Daddy! '

The adults laughed
not knowing how serious
I was.

I wanted to be
the ...

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Overflowing

The tin bath
that splashed with laughter

before many a Friday fire
as the stove roared

& brothers & sisters
became miraculously cleaned
of dirt...woes or worries

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