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Sep 2018
MINE IS THE SUNLIGHT

all night the dark
held up the sky

nailing time to time
with tiny silver studs

until a star fell and
the dark surrendered to the light

morning and its moments
birds composing the score

living notes
on the staff notation

that runs from pole to pole
slicing the sky

into its various sections
adding a tree here and there

capturing a family
of clouds

the terrific traffic
of an orchestra tuning up

a train cutting across a plain
far away cows looking like toys

a lark throwing itself
against a heaven

as if it could break through
into an eternity beyond

the infinity that
is us
Ha ha she was a very good friend and very upfront( if one can pardon such a pun)about such things. She was the one who asked me if I wanted to see her tattoo so I assume it was in an accessible space! She did tell me it was a heart but it was not or where I expected it. She ripped open her bodice and displayed the asaid forementioned tattoo much to my great surprise. She then had to tell me about her inverted ******* and what made them come out! She was just trying to shock me in her usual friendly way but alas I was unshockable and we had a good laugh. It did take over 40 years to write about it!
Donall Dempsey
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Donall Dempsey  Guildford
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