Dónall Dempsey

Veteran Poet - 1,546 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Holding Hands - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

The dawn drinks
the darkness

until tipsy
with light

it staggers
all over the place

knocking birds
off of branches

so that they fall
into flight

and even
artificial ponds

at the back of
suburban gardens

mirror

how beautiful
the time has become

as we hold hands
even in sleep.


Comments about Holding Hands by Dónall Dempsey

  • (3/20/2008 5:02:00 PM)

    Your vision of love is, as always, near perfection! (Report)Reply

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  • (3/9/2008 7:05:00 AM)

    I just love the angle you come in on things and how the world is seen by you...the trajectory of your mind and the acute(cute) observation of the world at large and the incredible detail. The last line is so touching and tender. You amaze my senses with you see and how you see it and...the way you say it. I love it.

    love Dee Dee
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 8, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 24, 2008


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