Poem Written In Despair Whilst Waiting Endlessly Outside Debenhams’s Ladies Lingerie Changing Rooms For My Loved Onewho It Appears Has Disappeared Off The Face Of The Earth... Poem by Dónall Dempsey
Poem Written In Despair Whilst Waiting Endlessly Outside Debenhams’s Ladies Lingerie Changing Rooms For My Loved Onewho It Appears Has Disappeared Off The Face Of The Earth...
POEM WRITTEN IN DESPAIR WHILST WAITING ENDLESSLY OUTSIDE DEBENHAMS’S LADIES LINGERIE CHANGING ROOMS FOR MY LOVED ONE WHO IT APPEARS HAS DISAPPEARED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH FOREVER!
Sitting lost
stranded amongst
a 1000 & 1
knickers & bras
left like a dog
on a leash
panting outside the changing room
I fantasise about
the reality of you
& know that
(tonight...tonight...tonight)
I will be
your number one
bosom companion
first choice
to remove
whatever salacious item you
have chosen
to grace
the loveliness of your bosoms.
And that whatever
its price or prestige
It will be
cast away
maybe sadly on a stair
or forlornly on a chair
whilst we
(the Royal We)
...attempt to deal with...
...get to grips with...
the deliciousness of
your nakedness!
“Ahhhh...tá an lá
seo go brá! ”
I think in Irish.
“Ahhh...this day is good! ”
Translating you
into “the liniments of
gratified desire”
as that Blake bloke
so aptly
put
it
!
Dónall Dempsey
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And here is Jan's perspective on the same situation!
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On Spending an Exceedingly Long Time in Debenham’s Lingerie Department Buying Bigger Underwear After the Usual Christmas Indulgence Despite Dónall’s Kind Assurances That It is AS HE LIKES IT!
I’m busy in the changing room
choosing bras, to fit my bigger,
well-fed, blooming, buxom figure,
buying lacy lingerie
to embrace the brave new me....
But this bra is far too small
and this corselet’s too tight...
this one constricts, this one’s too padded,
the shape – no it is just not right.
Assistance is at hand, I hear:
she tells me, “Try a fuller cup! ” – Oh dear!
A double D! And it won’t do up!
And I fear the added inches
call for pulleys and strong winches!
Dónall says my bigger bust
suits him fine, it’s for the best,
says his ever rampant lust
is excited by my chest...
He’s sitting by the dressing room door
I see he’s writing, what is more,
and I wonder, as he snickers
there among the bras and knickers
is he writing about my quest
for underwear to fit my chest?
Janice Windle
Ha ha... this one made me laugh (at both sides of the coin!) . I, too, have had to visit a similar establishment due to my overindulgence! ! What fun eh Jan? And even if there are extra inches didn't it make you smile to know that your cups had gone up a notch or two? Tee Hee! Cute and Cheeky and just a lovely coupling! (the poems and the poets! !) .... I daren't mention the coupling of said chest area! ! HG: -) xx
It's such a vivid and entertaining episode :)) The Knight of the Rueful Countenance IN DESPAIR WHILST WAITING ENDLESSLY OUTSIDE DEBENHAMS’S LADIES LINGERIE CHANGING ROOMS FOR his LOVED ONEWHO IT APPEARS HAS DISAPPEARED OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 12:04:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Still love the titles, Donall! Now that I've read the text, I've spotted the clever structure of the poem I missed when I heard it - another masterpiece!