Dónall Dempsey

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

Dónall Dempsey Poems

1921. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Sufferer Of The Stone(For Scareltt) 1/31/2010
1922. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Scene Seen Through See-Through Paper 1/8/2010
1923. Setting Fire To The Flames...That Burn My Heart 2/17/2008
1924. ' ' ' ' Being Browned Off! (For Lyn) 4/5/2009
1925. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Ding! Dong! Merrily On High! (For Jan...Man!) 4/5/2010
1926. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Making The Universe(For Scarlett) 4/25/2010
1927. ' ' ' ' ' Hailstones And Bumblebees(Tankas For Imogen) 7/27/2009
1928. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' On His Tod 4/4/2010
1929. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' 'Music Heard Faintly On The Edge Of Sound 1/27/2010
1930. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' 'schiller Is A Rotten Apple 1/31/2010
1931. ' ' ' ' Reading Edmond Jabes 5/21/2009
1932. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Let Nothing You Dismay 3/27/2010
1933. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Hairy Teeth...? ...Not Me! (New Year Poem For Ruthie) 12/29/2009
1934. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Walking Through History 10/31/2009
1935. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Leaving Now The Past 4/15/2010
1936. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Here 3/29/2010
1937. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Theatre Of The Self(For My Old Pal Al) 1/29/2010
1938. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' In The Here Of Now 9/21/2009
1939. ' ' ' ' Stolen Laughter(For Junie) 8/21/2009
1940. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' 'The Next Step 1/27/2010
1941. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Tova, Koeto Ne Vizhdate(The Things You Don’t See) - For Onelia 3/13/2010
1942. ' ' ' ' ' The Smell Of Sausages(For Helen) 6/18/2009
1943. ' ' ' ' ' The Most Human Thing There Is 7/19/2009
1944. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' '' ' The Making Of Me(For Scarlett) 3/13/2010
1945. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Darkness Visible 1/25/2010
1946. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Invasion(For Jan...Man!) 4/5/2010
1947. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Straighten Up 'N' Fly Right! (Tanka) 1/10/2010
1948. ' ' ' ' ' Recital 9/22/2008
1949. ' ' ' Crossing The Rubicon 6/18/2009
1950. ' ' ' ' 'Dreams 5/14/2009
1951. ' ' ' ' ' ' True Colours(For Lyn) 4/7/2009
1952. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' A Word Too Far? (For Scarlett) 4/6/2010
1953. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' The Smell Of The Light(For Lyn) 9/25/2008
1954. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Happiness Without A Shadow? (Tanka) 3/24/2010
1955. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Upon The Lawns Of Summer(Birthday Poem For Scarlett) 10/25/2009
1956. Earl Grey Tea 4/2/2010
1957. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' 'The Legs Have Come Back(For Ruthie) 11/23/2009
1958. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' No Directions(In Memory Of My Mother Ita) 4/18/2010
1959. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' You With Your Fresh Thoughts Care For... (For Amandip) 11/26/2009
1960. ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' The Happening(For Onelia) 4/5/2010

Comments about Dónall Dempsey

  • Richard A. Davis SR. (8/23/2007 2:43:00 PM)

    Scarlett turned me on to your work and all I have to say is thank you. Your work is a joy to read.

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  • Richard John Wathen Richard John Wathen (5/6/2007 6:47:00 AM)

    came across you by accident and I'm glad I did. I love your work and I'm really enjoying reading through it. John

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 ...

Read the full of ' ' ' ' Daddy(For My Dad)

How Could The Stars…

How could the stars
have forgotten you?

You who held them in
the surprise of your eyes

floated them through
your wind blown hair

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