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Donall Dempsey
Poems
Aug 5
TIME PASSES
TIME PASSES
the tick tick of the bike
a dog barks
letter on a Welcome mat
the midnight tick of time
the house sighs
Dad's whistle
ambushed by the smell
of honeysuckle
I fall into the Past
red barn
blue sky
a summer to last forever
Caruso 78
I listen to the scratches
like Time trying to sing along
I kiss the whorl
of a fingertip then
the all of you
your body
drifting away from me
on a tide of hurt
"I don't like the way
your eyes
touch me!"
starlings fly up
I walk upon close bitten grass
a sheep laughs
a car rusts on the beach
the roofless house
looks out to sea
the sea is sleeping
I watch it breathing
wonder what it's dreaming
the house hunkers down
its window eyes
gaze upon the coming storm
crouching under a cloud
a mountain
frightened by the storm
walking upon
the meniscus of sleep
unable to dive in
& here you are
years later looking like
an out of focus photo of your self
Written by
Donall Dempsey
Guildford
(Guildford)
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