The light was losing itself to shadow.
Only a suggestion remained of what had once been.
The seas and the seasons had taken the rest.

He struggled up the hill.
He stood again, after all the years, on their spot,
on the whips of life tenting up through the dead grasses as the ruins watched him.

She’d been 19 when he asked her to marry him there.
She’d worn her mother’s perfume and a smile.

He’d only been 17 but he’d found all he’d ever needed.

Goodbye, he cried into the shadow of the day as he released her ashes.

All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Photograph of Dunure Castle along the South Ayrshire coastline in Scotland.

Published by deuxiemepeau

Published poet, writer, baker and former fashion maker, with footprints in Paris, London and Amsterdam but currently back home in Dublin with sights aimed at leaving a mark on the West coast one clear fine day...


  1. A lot of the music I write and play is based on life experiences experienced by me which I know people can connect with in some way, shape or form. I wrote a song called ‘Goodbye’ for this purpose to show how, although someone may be gone in life they can still be there in your dreams so you will never forget them…it’s something different. It’s not your usual song I suppose…if you fancy it, take a look at it and maybe read a few lines of my blog which I put up for each song. I try to get people to appreciate where the song has come from. Thanks anyway for this…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Paul Stephenson

Poems, Poetry, Poets

Cuimhní Oisín (Oisín Remembers)

Some lays of the Fianna, translated from the Irish by Annraoi de Paor with illustrations by Tim Halpin

Flight of the dragonfly

Spoken Word - Poetry, Flash Fiction, Prose

na rudai ata i mo cheann

The Things That Are In My Head.

eat the Storms

Stay Bloody Poetic

Nigel Kent - Poet

Author of 'Saudade' and 'Psychopathogen'

Specks and Fragments

home of the elusive trope

A Writer's Path

Sharing writing tips, information, and advice.

AMAGA Photography Blog

Words about pictures by Michael Scandling

a dreaming skin

Writing, Poetry & Creativity | Angela T Carr, Dublin, Ireland

Line By Line

Website for writer Kay McKenzie Cooke

Mike Powell

My journey through photography


landscape and change


Literary Magazine


My poetry is my religion.

Dancing In The Current

Colouring Outside The Lines

The Expressible Café

Expressing moments of Inspiration within a cozy setting

Poems for Warriors

"Be on guard. Stand firm in the faith. Be courageous. Be strong. And do everything with love." 1 Cor. 16:13-14

No Shrubs

Meanderings and Commentary

Drawn In

Art • Nature • Exploration

Nature Journeys

A Wildlife Journal In Pictures

Naiem Ur Rehman

Amidst the chaos of Kashmir and confusion of medical sciences, let's do something that we really love - write!

Fleeting Muse

Poetry inspired by ethereal feelings, life events and personal philosophy.

The Citron Review

A Journal of Brief Literature

Luke Atkins

Film, Music, and Television Critic

Chaotic Shapes

Art and Lifestyle by Brandon Knoll

Exploring Colour

New Zealand


French magazine - art & visual culture

Variety is the Spice of Life

A palette of general thoughts & travel stories from all around the world

Frank Solanki

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

The Friday Influence

a poetry blog & online home to the work of José Angel Araguz

%d bloggers like this: