Dónall Dempsey

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

The Irish For It! - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Asks if I am
looking up her skirt.

Then asks
why not.

“I see...! ”
I say

“Want to see some
more? ”

She smilingly entices.

“Oh, I do...I do! ”
I blurt out as if I were

marrying it.

She displays herself
in all her lovely lusciousness

as if she were
presenting a precious

I gasp.

“Gasp! ”

“Fine...so...fine! ”
I manage to exclaim.

“Is that all? ”
says she.

“No...! ”
says I.

“Faighin! ”
is the Irish for it.

“May I now
kiss the bride? ”

I ask.

“You are divine! ”
she whispers

so softly
even I can hardly hear

only understanding
by reading

her lips.

Comments about The Irish For It! by Dónall Dempsey

  • (4/1/2008 11:48:00 AM)

    YOU are divine, Mr. Dempsey...for the way you handle love poems...nothing too high faluting...just love, pure and simple, oozing, dripping, pouring from each word.
    Now, I have to go smoke a cigarette...and I have been quit for a long, long time! !
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 24, 2008

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