June 2016 – Deuxiemepeau Poetry by Damien B. Donnelly

ON THE SHEETS

And you were gone and we, and you and I were off and running in different directions, in search of subsequent distractions and you were gone, the day unfolding and duties reasoning chores into realities far from the comfort of beds where bodies were bare, where tongues touched thighs, trembling, where fingers found flesh, […]

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SEEN IN SCOTLAND

Last year I headed to Ayrshire and the island of Arran on the shores of the Firth of Clyde in south west Scotland to find a location for my novel “The Journey Home, currently in the editing stages. This is the wonderful wilderness that lay in wait; All Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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WHEN THE EMPRESS IS REMOVED FROM THE EMPIRE

There is art on walls, winding walls, in rooms on show with light, luscious light, […]

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BLUES AT THE BOTTOM

Even in paradise, on paved paths long pillaged, the palms are no longer placid and shady skies swell with storms as rivers rumble with ripples from ructions bellowing between the blues at the bottom and the clouds congregating, without comfort, by the high heavens and, blowing on boisterous breezes nearby, are names I once […]

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BITTER BRIDGES

Clouds cross the skies and trains cross countries while we cross each other only at jagged junctions and obstinate intersections, cluttered with catastrophes or below bitter bridges that bridge no boundaries, basked only in blackness always shadow, never light, always almost, never right here, right now, right moment, while clouds still cross skies and […]

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THE BENCH ALONG THE WAY

And the leaves leaned back by the bench beneath the branches to let the light linger longer on the memory now maintained when two sat together and dreamed of the distance they had yet to discover. All Words and Photography by Damien B. Donnelly Photograph taken in the Jardin du Palais-Royal, Paris

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THE STILLNESS IN THE BARN

And so he waved back, and, as if brushing back the years, he remembered when they cycled through the lanes together, well not together, in their group, but he was there and she was there though, in truth, it was not this particular woman, the woman who had waved to him as the train […]

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BARBIE IN THE GALLERY

Barbie in evolution at Musée des Arts Décoratifs, Paris… All Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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PICTURING PARIS, MUSEE RODIN

A Sunday strole through the home and work of Rodin… All Pictures by Damien B. Donnelly

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BLUE

And there, by the winding road, it watched and there, by the rushing waters, it took anchor and there, neath commuting clouds, it found no freedom, her song; locked to the land waiting as the tides retreated wailing as the breeze bolted out onwards and over always and forever while there, by the winding […]