Silence surrounds

this sweet stillness,

icicles are falling;

tears streaming

new paths

down old windows

once home

to fading reflections

and the robin

and his red chested breast;

forever stained, forever beating,

flaps through the open field

in search of a hushed hope

in buds that will soon bloom,

in life that will soon turn

below the hardened earth

and muddied soil.


We have spilt blood,

been drunk on its bitterness

and still we parch for more.


Sweet is this silence;

these mornings breaking,

crisp and cold,

cutting through the layers

we are desperate to shed,

we too are seasonal;

we rise with a spring

and tumble through each fall,

we are hot headed

and cold hearted

when comfort constricts,

melting pain down windows

too frosty to show any solutions

until we are emptied

and in the silence,

in that slowly

sweetening stillness

we are renewed;

ready to cut new reflections

into the smooth surface

of that shatterable glass,

our faith fluttering

on wings of hope.


All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Audio version available on Soundcloud

6 thoughts on “FLUTTERING HOPE

    1. deuxiemepeau

      Thanks Jane! Me too! I hope you had a lovely warm cozy Christmas and wish you and the family joy for 2018. Greetings from Dublin airport, ready for boarding, going home from home πŸ€—πŸ€—

  1. merrildsmith

    I hope hope flutters, flitters, and falls on you, dear Damien. I hope you had a lovely holiday. Safe travels. Wishing you all the best in the new year!

    1. deuxiemepeau

      Thank you Merril! Was surrounded by so much love it was infectious and joyous! I hope you too had a wonderful Christmas with the family and wish you all a new year full of smiles and laughter πŸ€—πŸ€—

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