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Donall Dempsey
Poems
Oct 2019
A WORLD OF HER OWN( for Ann on her birthday )
A WORLD OF HER OWN
(Β Β for Ann on her birthday )
Tongue firmly
in check she
draws what could be
construed as a bird.
I ask "A bird... is it?" and
she looks atΒ Β me as if I am
duh...stupid.
" ' course it is!" she scolds.
" A bird
with no clothes on!"
Then as the church bells
scatter time
birds like moments
take to the sky.
She dresses the bird
feather by feather by feather.
Until it is fully clothed
splendidly arrayed
in yellow and
purple plumage.
"Now....I'll make you!"
And so she does.
Indeed.
I a stick-man
looking like a twig come alive.
I have no need
of clothing.
I stand beside the bird
who towers above me.
The bird looks at me
with an intense interest
coming to a decision
whether I be a tasty morsel
or to be added
to its nest.
The sun peeps in
to observe its paper self
a yellow swirl
of orange and yellow.
It is pleased
with its portrait.
Touches it with a fragile
finger of light.
A fly lands on
my stick-man's head
as if it were a hat but
buzzes off again.
Stands on the ceiling
upside down
watching her every
move.
Her hand seems to
have a life of its own.
Bringing a world
into being.
Trees and a river
make a guest appearance
before being
rubbed out again.
Although the river
still exists
drawn upon
the table cloth.
I watch her create
her world
as she sees it
as she feels it.
And wish I could
live here
forever.
Written by
Donall Dempsey
Guildford
(Guildford)
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