Dónall Dempsey

Veteran Poet - 1,546 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

The Refraction Of Water - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Not knowing how to swim
I became an expert
at diving in

and swimming under water
(oh I could do that)
for a width
and then
another width back

reaching for the safety of the bar as if it were
Life itself
even pushed it so far
(I held my breath)
took to swimming lengths
the danger and the fear of death
became the thrill of it

lost in a soundless universe
living only on that one breath
my shadow like a soul distorted
accompanying me on the bottom
like a dolphin

in the refraction
of water.
Although I never learned
to swim

I became an expert
in not drowning.



We play about
in the pool
(act the fool)

not swimming – playing.

I swim underwater
for a length

before passing underneath
your wide open legs.

You thrill to the touch
as I softly brush
your inner thighs
with my curly hair.

You laugh & cry:

“Again…again! ”

This time you
untying the little ribbons & bows
of your tiny bikini bottoms

giving me
a glimpse

of Heaven here
on earth
(under water)

my lungs on fire
gasping for breath

come up

clenched in my teeth
your little yellow
polka-dot bikini bottoms

only to find your top
like a jellyfish

scurrying away on
the surface.

your nakedness
split in two

by the refractive index
of the water.

“Come here! ”
you sneer

“I’ve got something
I want to

show you! ”

You sure
show me.

Comments about The Refraction Of Water by Dónall Dempsey

  • (8/31/2007 6:36:00 AM)

    So you couldn't swim and so you perfected the art of diving and swimming to compesate...life always balances itself...doesn't it. I love the poem about being an expert in not drowning...such an odd little memory of you. Do you know there is another poem here or are they part of a sequence about swimming...which seems to be this morning's theme! Second one is nice and naughty and very funny. Yep...she sure showed ya...ha ha...whatever could you mean. I think I can imagine!

    love GinaXXX

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  • (8/30/2007 2:13:00 PM)

    Sensual - to the max....the water, and she....and you. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 4, 2011

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