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Donall Dempsey
Poems
Jan 2019
ODD ANGEL OUT( for Mr. S.)
ODD ANGEL OUT
Fallen angel
on the run
hunted down
by the Host
and an ever wrathful
Almighty
gone to ground
in my Da's shed
amongst a million things
that are of no use no more
but may be
someday you never know
huddled beside a paraffin can
a bottle of turpentine...the smell of pine
camouflaged as a shaft
of sunlight
its voice a dancing
of dust motes.
All because it longed
to be human.
Finding sanctuary
in my Da's shed
'cos if anybody can
show him
what to be
human is
only my Da
can.
I take the angel's hand in mine
(feels as if there is nothing there )
the shed lit
in a Carol Reedish way.
My Da's whistling
nearing the door
that opens with
a creak of thought
"See..?" I say "...see!"
Written by
Donall Dempsey
Guildford
(Guildford)
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