Has Anyone Seen My...5' 2''(For Janice) Poem by Dónall Dempsey
Has Anyone Seen My...5' 2''(For Janice)
ALL FIVE FOOT TWO OF YOU!
I love...
I love....
all 5 foot two of you....
from your tits....
to your toes....
to your cute....
little nose....
& of course
(of course) ....
your smile....
(when seen in repose.) ....
And yes...yes....
there are other bits....
I don't dare to mention.
but that....
get a lot....
of my attention.....
But what I love....
about you...most....
is just....
that... unique....
'You-ness....
of you....'
with which....
I am....
...blessed! ....
*******
5' 2''
You & all
your 5' 2''
pinning me
to the bed
wearing nothing but
a smile
ravishing me
with naked kisses
that rape & pillage
each of my senses
plundering me
until I lie
smouldering
like a ransaked village
before your self -
- satisfied gaze
your conqueror's grin
me amazed
at what
(surrendered to
my fate)
you & all
your 5' 2''
can do.
I eagerly awaiting
the next raid
and your longships
coming into view.
*******
'Five feet two...eyes of blue...but oh what those five feet can do...turned up nose...turned out toes.. has anybody seen my gal! '
Preparing a meal and making a meal of singing that old 20's classic FIVE FEET TWO EYES OF BLUE joyfully to my self as I lovingly make a meal for my love.
The salad getting tossed to: 'Could she love...could she coo...could she...coochie coochie coo...has anybody seen my gal! '
And then turning a spatula into a make-believe ukelele I flip and dinner is done and ready to be served to her smiling mouth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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8/29/2026 6:37:10 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Donall, you feed me so well and in so many different ways - building up my strength for our next sally - I am afraid I can't help becoming a collaborator and fraternising with the natives when I invade (as you put it) - not a lot of conflict going on, really! But I love this poem's metaphor and the memories it evokes....