Overflowing Poem by Dónall Dempsey
Overflowing
The tin bath
that splashed with laughter
before many a Friday fire
as the stove roared
& brothers & sisters
became miraculously cleaned
of dirt...woes or worries
fills
to the brim
with early morning
rain water
& a forgotten floating doll
in the field at the back of the house
as ice forms a thin skin
on the surface of everything.
And horses, suddenly startled
...gallop away.
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