Dónall Dempsey

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

Wava(Baby) - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Clouds gather
as we gather


the hidden

precious patches
of fruit.

My wife

to my touch.

* * *

Finns treat cloudberries as precious...the sun made flesh. They have their own secret stashes in forests that they hope no one else will discover and go to elaborate lenghts and suberfuge to keep their stash secret. They glow in bottles as if they were captured sunlight.

My wife was becoming unknowingly pregnant and this too was our hidden secret soon to be revealed to us. The sun made flesh.
Wava is the Finnish for baba and I use to call her this 'cos I loved the way the sound caressed her and loved her like I did.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 8, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 18, 2008

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