DOUBLE SIDED

09/06/201724/01/2018 / deuxiemepeau / 3 Comments

Time turns
as trees tower
and timber twists
into smooth splinters
while pins are pitched
to positions to perch from.
Turn and twist,
sharp and shine,
we are metal
mounded into movement,
mounted over meek or muscle;
run us jagged
into the bitter night
and watch us
under moonlight
saw the stars from sight,
slip us smooth
onto soft side
with caress of kiss
and kind concern
and catch us
bend from blade
into blanket,
silver swayed stars
that shine in their shift
from sever to forever.
Our dichotomy hangs
On a pin portrayed.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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ONCE, BEFORE

08/06/2017 / deuxiemepeau / 2 Comments

Once
we gathered,
were gracious,
remember grateful
glowing into golden?
Once
we shone
like sunsets
but stronger,
like starlight
but unstoppable.
Once…
but then the cold,
the callow, the cancer,
the kryptonite cramping
it’s claws into our comfort.
Once
we were friendly,
fearless, ferocious,
until finally with a flash

came the fall!

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Inspired by the poetry prompt ‘Golden, Kryptonite, Flash’ from @_Sense_Wrds

ONCE…BEFORE…

08/06/201724/01/2018 / deuxiemepeau / 2 Comments

came the fall!

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Inspired by the poetry prompt ‘Golden, Kryptonite, Flash’ from @_Sense_Wrds

PLEDGE ON THE PAGE

07/06/201724/01/2018 / deuxiemepeau / 3 Comments

I lay
loyalty
on the lines
that curl from curious
to consolidate as considered,
follies that find their form
someplace between
the pledge of pen
and integrity
of ink.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

From a poetry prompt “Pledge’ on @Microprompt

STILL WATER

06/06/201724/01/2018 / deuxiemepeau / 4 Comments

We were like water:
rushing, rubbing
against bed and bank,
running; to get to nowhere,
not knowing where,
not knowing
we were already there.
We were like water;
no longer running,
our tale
withering on the river.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

JOY IN BETWEEN

05/06/201724/01/2018 / deuxiemepeau / 5 Comments

Bones break,
hearts hurt,
love is lost,
birth
is the beginning of death,

in between there is joy:
waste not being weak

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Poetry prompt Weak from Micropoetry on Twitter

FALL IN SUMMER

04/06/201724/01/2018 / deuxiemepeau / 2 Comments

I watched you
like a scent of summer,
like a wave on the water,
like time too tender to trust,
vanish

as if never begun.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Poetry prompt from Micropoetry on Twitter

TO EACH HIS TIME TO SHINE

03/06/201724/01/2018 / deuxiemepeau / Leave a comment

Silent under summer sun
I slip back
to where the shadows
snatched older days,
Boho days
in soho
and then that shift
further south;
so south of centre,
I slip back
and see you
in the spotlight
that surrounded you
and see myself; sidelined
into abstractions
and decorating diversions;
building barricades
while you shone above them
I was swimming in subtle shifts
barely susceptible to both,
seeking out shadows
of a former self
that had shifted
like a current
you can’t control
We had removed
a sea of division
but had no idea
what has been lost
in the crossing.
We were couple content
in musicals and mortgage
but there had been more
standing between us
than just an ocean bed.

I remember you
standing centre stage
in the spotlight
that so suited you
and I was reminded,
there in the shadows
of the dressing room,
that I had yet
to find my character.