November 2018 – Deuxiemepeau Poetry by Damien B. Donnelly

GLUTTONY HAS GOT THE GOAT

There is a goat dancing in the parking lot and this train cannot proceed along its track, interlopers interrupt on intercoms; there are packages of suspicion on the trail up ahead and a goat in a lot dancing round the cars. There is a goat dancing in the parking lot as a woman tells […]

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PARIS IN PICTURES, SIDE STREETS

Wordless Wednesday off the tourist track… All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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IN THE PLACE OF THE FORMER PRINCE

I flew back to a day no longer this day, returning to the rubble I had run from to catch the last slab being laid upon my childhood buried under a concrete garden, not even a root to latch on to. I saw the permanence of the pavement pour over the past no longer possible […]

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PARIS IN PICTURES, MOVEMENTS IN MODERN

Wordless Wednesday… All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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A WHISPER IN THE FADING LIGHT

I heard them marching through the streets of Madrid, at midnight, under the first floor moonlight as you sang me songs strung from their souls, men marching a million miles away, a million years away from the momentary memory we were making, your fingers stroking the strings I’d pulled too tight on the guitar […]

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PARIS IN PICTURES, NATURE BEING NURTURED

Wordless Wednesday… All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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ENTANGLEMENTS

There is beauty and there is decay, they are gardeners of the same plot, seeking sustenance from the same sun, shade from the same soil, one awaits the wonder of the weather, the other; weathered by her ticking thunder. There is beauty and there is decay, they are inseparable, one holding fast to its height, […]