Twisted in torment
throughout time,
we are tenements
tears could fill
in their thousands.
If only we were clowns
and comedy was our calling.
All words by Damien B. Donnelly
Twitter poetry prompt “tears could Fill” from #WrittenRiver
ability
AGEING FRUIT IN THE HOT SUN
And so my first try at online Magnetic Poetry, at first glance I thought “Well, this is fun,” but I was wrong. A challenge of limitations.
Beat and blow
and bare away,
let not blood rip beauty black
We watch,
we want,
“I want hot peaches, honey,” you said
“No music for me,
no sun”
All Words by Damien B. Donnelly, limitations by Magnetic Poetry.
Damien B. Donnelly 