' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' To The Edge Of Her(A Day After The Day Of Your Birthday Poem) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' To The Edge Of Her(A Day After The Day Of Your Birthday Poem)

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I tiptoed up
to the edge of her

sleep

an ocean of her
stretching to

an horizon.

A smile
like a seal

set upon
her lips.

A dream
held her

to itself

guarding the secret
of her

mystery.

I tiptoed away
from the edge of her

sleep

the little waves
of her

breaking about my feet.

Sunday, November 22, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Onelia Avelar 27 November 2009

Very fine tender poem...once poets used to write with quill pens...seems so beautiful and romantic - are you sure that you do not have one old fashioned quill pen to write tender poems for your beloved Jan or just to tickle her while sleeping :)

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Ruth Walters 22 November 2009

blissful sleep....sshhh you'll wake her.....she'll wake soon enough Ruthie: o)

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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