Dónall Dempsey

Veteran Poet - 1,356 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Speaking The Language Of Whatever Was - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

When I was a child
I talked to everything
never questioning
its ability to talk to me.

“Hello man...hello sky...hello tree! ”
Open to everyone
as weather was.
I talked to a stone
stone to stone.

I talked to water
as water
Speaking the language
of whatever was.

Now as a man
silent & taciturn
I try to learn again
the language of stone
the speech of rain

the laughter of water
& most of all to listen
when they talked to me.

Comments about Speaking The Language Of Whatever Was by Dónall Dempsey

  • (11/3/2007 11:00:00 AM)

    Yeah this is just so you..open to everything and everyone. Ya haven't lost it mate! You still are a wonder! Lovely charming poem that gets you in one! That's Donall!

    love Dee Dee
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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 2, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 21, 2011

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