There is a part of me still there
with you
below the bridge
by the river
smiling
as the water rushed past us
and time flowed through us.
There is a part of me there still
in you
below the water
by the bridge
drowning
as time washed over us
and the river trickled onwards.
There is a part of you still here
in me
standing still on the bridge
and moving, like the water
through time
while the river never considered us.
There is part of you
in me, still
no matter what bridge I stand on,
no matter what waters I drown in,
no matter the time I am lost in.
There is a part of you,
there is a part of me
still
watching me from the waters I gaze into
to find reflections of where we lost our course.
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All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
Reposting this older poem from a few years back.
Damien B. Donnelly 
Beautifully moving. I miss reading your brilliance :). It’s been a while. Glad to be back.
Hello my lovely, I’m here in Ireland chilling with family and wandering around galleries I didn’t even know existed! I hope you are well. I’ve been away writing the novel for a while so have decided to re post some old poems for the moment. Thank you for your message, will be back online soon to check on your brilliance ☘️🤗😘
Novel??? Do tell. I’m still slugging away at mine. Haven’t mentioned much about it because the slugging goes on forever. Must blog again soon myself. Enjoy your time w family. Best to you.
Well I sent out 10 submissions for the novel and got a few lovely rejections and then received a very positive response from a publisher saying they felt it wasn’t ready yet but, if I wanted to take on board their critique, then they could be very interested to hear back from me and their feedback was so considered and exactly what I needed as I felt I’d almost finished though not quite but didn’t know what that last push was and now, hopefully, this is it, so I’m back editing the novel but, as the story is already there, it is just about character detail and the narrative flow. Very exciting. That’s why I’m just re-blogging old poems for now.
But I agree with you- it can take forever but we love it- don’t we?
Big hugs to you and yours 🤗😘🤗😘☘️☘️
I don’t want to wreck the spell with too many words, just.. WOW!
Well that comment and this morning’s beach run has made my day 😊😊😊🤗😘
Big hugs dear friend 🙂
And sweet dreams from this end
Lovely, Damien. I could see this set to music–sort of a folk song feel. Beautiful photo, too!
Well I am in the land of songs, stories and sessions- maybe I can grab a fiddler and get a little music going. ☘️
I just noticed your previous comment when you sent hugs from New Jersey- are you holidaying? Hope you’re surviving the heatwave!!! 🤗☘️😘
Hahaha. I live in New Jersey! Too bad I can’t hear the music from here.
You live in New Jersey!!! Why did I think when we went walking together on Monday musings it was in Philadelphia or Boston! Oh dear! Sorry about that!!! 🤭🤗😘
We live right across the river–right across from the Philadelphia airport. We’re in Philadelphia a lot, and my mom lives there. “when we went walking together. . .” ❤
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