Wordless Poem(For Helen) Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Oh Donall this is gorgeous! Thank you.... there are so many poems that never get written, for me anyway. There are the ones that come to us whilst asleep, or driving, or daydreaming or both! Even the ones whilst we lay in bed at night in those last few waking moments when the mind jostles around with images and words and then..... Z z z z z z z! ! ! ! Lovely word play Mr Demspey! HG: -) xx

Oh! You are naughty...but I like you! Never has bathtime been such fun and not a rubber ducky in sight! Very hilariously funny and great word play. I'll come clean with you...I really like this little haiku. Where's the soap? You always seem to grab life by the...whatevers and tell it like it is! Wonderfull telling and a superb little photo of an intimate little moment in a couple's life as it is lived by them. I always thinks haiku are phots of moments that you couldn't possibly take a phot of but you wish you could have. I'd love a family album of nothing but haiku and all those magical moments still wet and glistening and alive and true to life...just as life painted them and just how we lived them. Now I love you not just as a wonderful poet and a fantastic storyteller but as an utterly charming haikuist! love GinaXXX