Dónall Dempsey

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

It’s Ok! I’ve Got It All...Figured Out! (For S) - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Being born
into a family of
10

I’m
at that age
when

I’m
...trying to...figure it...
all out about

not only where I came from
but why
& how?

Why won’t anybody tell me anything!

Being(even then)
an avid watcher of old black & white movies

(even colour films that I had see in the cinema were black and white
on our telly and it could be sunny outside and raining in the TV but that’s another mystery)

I read between the
- - lines – -

inferred
- between-each-successive-fr ame-

what was really
going on.

It took
me a while

to
cop
on

but suddenly the penny
dropped

(why hadn’t I noticed it before) .

The doctor arrives
in the middle of the night
in the middle of a storm

dismounts his horse
or Model T-Ford

clutching a little
black bag.

The mummy is in bed
with what looks like

bad tummy ache

(probably something she ate) .

Rolling up his shirt sleeves
the doc goes to work.

The doc demands
that he be got:

“Hot water(lots of it)
& towels at once! ”

What a time to
take a bath

(must be really sweaty
from riding so fast) .

He disappears
up stairs.

A man
with a job to do.

The daddy appears & disappears
walking back & forth...pacing back & forth

& has suddenly
taking up smoking cigarettes.

He looks worried
as if it is he who is
going to have the baby.

Suddenly as dawn
dawns

a cry is heard &
heard again.

Everyone is so happy
especially the mummy.

The doc departs
clutching his little
black bag.

Suddenly
all is revealed

as I put 2 & 2 together
...come up with
5!

How could I have been so
stupid!

The answer was(of course)
staring me in the face

All this
time!

The doctor
smuggled in
(the baby)
in his little black bag.


Comments about It’s Ok! I’ve Got It All...Figured Out! (For S) by Dónall Dempsey

  • (2/15/2008 2:49:00 PM)

    Man! You ARE slow...I figured that out just about the time I caught on to the fact that a child found under a cabbage patch leaf would die from exposure! Talk about SLOW....Anyhow, loved the poem! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 15, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 24, 2008


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