I am a being blown
from baby to boundaries
to bondage and breathless
on contrary winds
that offer no warning
and cast no conscience
towards direction, I am
a wave caught on a current
in a reversed ocean,
swimming up
to dive deeper,
going out
to come undone,
exposed
in my raw
unreadiness,
a photo
that hasn’t been shopped,
an unfinished portrait
of a person
I haven’t quite become.
All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Based in a Twitter Poetry Prompt for #DimpleVerse
Damien B. Donnelly 
Don’t ever get shopped. Please 🙂
Thanks my dearest! I do hate shopping anyway! Happy Bastille day xx
Thank you! Are you going to watch the fireworks?
It’s on the cards for tonight although I am slowly packing as I am moving apartment so today is life laundry day! Let’s see how much of life’s washing I can put out in black sacks and then maybe the fireworks will be the treat
I hope you’re going somewhere lovely. Your apartment looked so pretty! Don’t throw too much away.
Well they are selling this place and looking for far too much unfortunately but I looked at another apartment last week, the first one, and fell for! Off to Menilmontant, just down from Belleville and Père Lachaise- next to the ghosts of Wilde, Seurat and Val Jean so hoping a little inspiration or wit will run off due to the proximity!!! 🤞
I love the Trenet song. It’s one of my favourites. Good luck with the change of environment 🙂