Dónall Dempsey

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

Mini Mini - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

White Mini
drives right up to

the sea’s edge
stops:

just - short of it.

A wave laps
the front wheel

kindly
like a cat.

Beautiful woman
(all in white)

steps out of
the Mini

& out of
her mini.

My 14 yr. old
mind

stands
agasp!

She undresses
in a flash.

Plunges
urgently

into the sea’s
urgency.

Swims out
to meet the horizon.

Meanwhile
her white clothes

neatly folded
in a neat pile

elope
with the first

naughty wind
that comes along.

Her clothes
fly out to sea

chasing their mistress.

The beach
laughs.

Gaily coloured
balls bounce.

Sandcastles
fall to footprints.

Candyfloss is &
isn’t…in an instant.

Dad packs
everything
(including us)

into Uncle Michael’s
old blue van


& we leave
before she

returns.

For me she is
always

swimming out to sea
the horizon calling

her.


Her
clothes

flying after
her

like strange
white birds.

Her Mini now
submerged


below
the waves.


Comments about Mini Mini by Dónall Dempsey

  • Scarlett Treat (10/6/2008 1:03:00 PM)

    What an awesome, inspiring yet fear inducing work this is - a feel of breathless anticipatition as she rushes into the sea, the joy of the clothes following, the beauty of such a day - - and yet...and yet, she never returns, death claims both her and her car...and yet...and yet...the memory that stays in that 14 year old mind is the beauty...of her rush to meet death... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 6, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 8, 2009


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