Same As Always Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Same As Always

Rating: 5.0


Mr.Punch
fell to the ground

with a dramatic sound...smashed his head open.

It was hollow...thoughtless
and he bled sawdust.

Someone had cut his strings
& his first step on stage...was his last.

Judy is keeping mum
cuddling her baby.

All the other characters
are keeping sthum.

Nobody knows nothing.

Or if they do...
ain’t nobody saying anything.

They lie
silently

tossed in their box
tangled in their strings.

Everyone thinks
he had it coming to him.

No one is sorry for him
except the puppeteer

who all night long
carves a more wicked looking Mr. Punch
who just to look at would make one think: “Ouch! ”

All the other puppets
sleep

and dream of a life
without strings.

Next day the play carries on
same as always

...same as always.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Francesca Johnson 10 September 2007

So much like real life. No-one says anything because they may be next to have their strings cut...... great piece, Donall. Love, Fran xx

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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