Jim.(For Scarlett) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Jim.(For Scarlett)

Rating: 5.0


You tell me
the only boy

you ever loved

was when
you were 13.

He was 14
and you were inseparable

until he was
18

& fell in love
with the girl next door

who wasn’t
you.

You never
got
over it

always loved him still

“...and always
(God forgive me)
hating her! ”

“Hated their
married bliss

two kids
who looked just
like him! ”

Guilt
driving you to become a recluse
(never leaving the house)

when the car
they were travelling in

crashed into
a telegraph pole.

“All dead...all dead
except for the little girl
who died the next week! ”

“God forgive me...forgive me! ”

Old lady
in a bed

whose name
unknown

stopping me
in my passing

refusing to let
go of me

until a nurse
prises her loose.

“His name
was Jim! ”

“Jim...Jim! ”
she cries to herself.

“Shhhh! ”
I soothe her.

“I’m here! ”

“Jim? ”
she asks.

“Yes...it’s me! ”
I lie
telling the truth.

“It’s me! ”

She falls asleep.

I only let go
of her hand

when she snores.

A ghost
visiting a ghost.

I walk away.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Onelia Avelar 04 June 2008

A wonderful story, Donall, your poems are source of humanity like nobodie`s else what i have read before...

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Dónall Dempsey

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Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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