BEAUTY IN SPACES

  There is a beauty within this space,  a creation considered to compliment the concrete, you can leave  if you like  by the stairs  or you can rest for a while on the seat.  There is a soul within these veins, a creation connected  to more than the carcass, you can leave if you like  […]

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TIME AND SPACE

  I’ve seen you on faces, in places  you’ve never been, in places you’ll never be, on faces,  other faces, not your face,  in a place that has no claim  to your space since life took your trace from all of space. I’ve seen you on faces, in foreign places  looking for traces  of the […]

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SCUTTLE AND SCURRY

We scuttle and scurry through stepping storms and stormy skies, through coughs and cries and hellos and goodbyes. We scuttle and scurry, seasoned citizens battling the seasons, the blistering breezes, the rains and the sneezes, the smothering sweats and the winters that freeze us. We scuttle and scurry from blankets to brollies beneath covetous clouds […]

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BLUE BRIDGES

  A bridge in blue between me and you no car can carry me no boat can bare me no bike can bring me closer. A bridge in blue between me and you too deep to dare too cold to consider too close for comfort all connection crushed by the current.   All Words and […]

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COVETING CROWS

  Flight There is a bloom bursting in the bleak of winter There are shadows that lurk in the sun’s embrace There is a crow overhead looking mean and sinister There’s an order disordered in time and space Flap There is a light that shines on shadows in autumn There is pain in the thorn […]

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LIPS AND KISSES IN WAVES

  On foreign soil I laid my feet in foreign arms I kissed on foreign streets. In other beds I gave my body on other beds locked in naked bodies. In fleeting holds I found my needs while fleeting was the hold that let me feed. In other hands I saw you take wondering what […]

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SERENE SILENCE

Silence  is as subtle  as settling shadows while simplicity shines on streets  serene. Serene  as streets shine in simplicity  and the shadows settle into subtle silence.   All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly Photography taken on the road in Hong Kong. My own take on a Mirror Cinquain- it’s not the standard but […]

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STILL MOVING ON METROS

Moments on the metro still moving still cruising still choosing still cosy with commuters who don’t communicate, why does commuter look like communication when no commuter communicates? Moments on the metro still moving, still stopping still breaking, still taking chances still stealing glances penning poems nodding into naps bags loaded into laps. Moments on the […]

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A BLONDE BIRD IN FLIGHT

  And off she ran a blonde bird in flight, a bright baby bird into the night, focused and flapping as if chasing the morning, as if orchestrating the trees, as if transported by the breeze flying over fields of youth, twists and turns and truth, folds of frivolous folly, courting clouds in curiosity, looking […]

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