You played your card
despite your hand,
held your tongue
to spite your subjects,
you thought I’d miss
your words
but sentences
were never your strength.
You were a book
too blank to be breached,
an unexplored emptiness
forgotten before it found
any fondness for form.
All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly
I really like what I’ve read here, you are a skilled writer, there is power in your words.
I am glad I found you (via your comment on Jane’s blog), have bookmarked you and will return to read more of your posts.
Anna :o]
Thank you Anna. I am very touched by your words and encouraged too. I look forward to seeing you again, Damien