I can’t believe this is it! 30 poems in 30 days inspired by Ireland’s greatest poet W.B Yeats. A poetry challenge created by the brilliant Jane Dougherty. Today is day 30 of this wonderful, inspiring, breathtaking adventure created by Jane Dougherty entitled A Month with Yeats. The final quote comes from the poem ‘The Lake Isle of Innisfree’.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,” —W.B. Yeats

Jane’s blog which no one should miss out on is: https://janedougherty.wordpress.com

My final poem is called SLOW FALLING


Snow falls

behind the glass,

beyond the reflections

this window cannot see.

Snow, soft as the soul;

a canvas of white

fleeting purity,

as pure as that first kiss;

always caught, never captured.

Slow falls the first snow

as fine as feathered fragility

like that first time,

as tender as it was terrifying;

the feeling of discovery,

the fear of being discovered.

Slow comes the season,

and we are seasonal,

and we too are seized;

were we not yesterday

daisies dancing on hilltops,

a spring in our step

and blind to the slope,

were we not once sensory

below the sun, bonds burning

along bodies bare, but now,

beneath the snow,

red reigns regal,

enfants eyeing the skies;

hushed and hopeful

before the innocence

falls from their belief,

falls like this snow,

this frozen miracle

already melting

hearts we’ve had to hide

from the cold

and we can be cold,

like the morning’s first breath

beneath the crippling

clutch of winter

when his touch

is too far to find.


Slow falls the snow

beyond the glass, beyond the

shattered reflections of a world

of riots and reactions,

slow falls the snow

and I think of peace

and of people parading

under its hush of hope.


Snow falls and I wonder

how it would feel

to have a season

of slow falling peace?


All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

SLOW FALLING, day 30 of A Month with Yeats

6 thoughts on “SLOW FALLING, day 30 of A Month with Yeats

  1. ‘Were we not yesterday
    daisies dancing on hilltops”
    Lovely, and the ‘slow falls the snow’ makes me think of Athenry. I’m so glad you participated in this marathon, Damien. I’ve loved writing the poems for it, and have been thrilled to see how much passionate poetry it has produced from other people. We’ll have to do this again sometime.

  2. Beautiful, Damien! This month went by so quickly, didn’t it?

    “Snow falls and I wonder

    how it would feel

    to have a season

    of slow falling peace?”

    Wouldn’t it be lovely to find out?

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