February 2020 – Deuxiemepeau Poetry by Damien B. Donnelly

AN EXCURSION, THE ALDI OUTING, PART II; 2 EURO A TROLLEY

If you missed Part I, click here first… https://deuxiemepeaupoetry.com/2020/01/30/an-excursion-the-aldi-outing-a-short-story/ Part II We weren’t going till the afternoon, mid-afternoon, which thankfully gave us plenty of time to get a bit of airing into the laundry. They’d been on the clotheshorse for two days now due to the rain and this […]

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WORDLESS WEDNESDAY; NATIONAL BOTANIC GARDENS, DUBLIN

All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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RANDOM REASONS

I live in a country where people say thank you to the drivers of busses- honestly. In the mornings, on school runs and city excursions, a country where people say thank you to the drivers of busses, even at middle door exits where they’ll nod, all the same, to the front, to the driver […]

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WORDLESS WEDNESDAY, 40ft

All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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#TopTweetTuesday

Tomorrow is Tuesday but not just any Tuesday, on Twitter it’s #TopTweetTuesday thanks to the wonderful poet Matthew M C Smith, editor of Black Bough Poems and author of the superb poetry collection Origin: 21 Poems (buy on Amazon and read ‘Footprints’ and ‘Daughters’ and you’ll see why it’s unmissable, passionate, thought-provoking, and he’s […]

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BACK HOME, A SHORT STORY OF THE COMFORTS OF COMMUNICATION AND CONFUSION

-Where’s the thing? she asks, her mind racing faster than the push-up response of the recline on the sofa. -What thing? I inquire, startled out of a semi-induced state of hibernation to save myself from the 2nd instalment of the evening of Emmerdale which was briefly interrupted by 23 minutes of Coronation Street and […]

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IN CONSIDERATION OF WHAT TO PRAISE

Let us praise the Son returned, Mother and not rush to bash the dishes in the sink at the sound of how much I have grown since that shore where I broke from your breast, surely I was meant to be weaned before we both grew wizened. Let us praise the burial of Agony […]