BLUE MOON

The moon was a blue whisper and beauty a delirious ache even the breath could not crush, a sorrow born in summer under a sky of shadows. I picture you; petrified over a pool of pulsing pain. I run, often to leave before being left. Like once I was left? And the moon was a […]

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JOURNEYS, PART 5; IN PARALLEL

— What if we coexist CONCURRENTLY, incredibly? What if we are dancing through this DUALITY, indelibly? What if we are persons in parallel, APART? What if our only difference was our start? What if there were CHOICES in the past, that existed? What if there were bonds that held tight, that RESISTED? What if FREEDOM […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 5, NAPOWRIMO

  I slipped from birth  wet with tears  into arms stretched out in hope, from womb to ward  to other woman,  I slipped from birth  into being;  being had, being held, being handed over, to being held again. All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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FOR MARIE AND EDDIE; LOVE CAN

A week ago, my sister Marie got married to her soulmate Eddie and I was so proud to see her wearing the wedding dress I had made for her. It’s strange to say my sister got married because I grew up as an only child, but there you go. Life delivers surprises everyday. Soulmates I […]

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IN THE GARDEN OF MOTHER EARTH

  Mother, the path has been puzzling and there are patterns now, penetrating patterns once thought impossible, entwined around veins, like vines that vie for vittles on walls already wavering, on buildings bare as if each brick banished is a breath broken, Mother, I carry more now than before but fragments have flown, not yet […]

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TO GIVE BUT NOT LET GO

Give give him she gave him she gave him life but she couldn’t keep him. Give give him she gave him she gave him a name but she couldn’t call him. Give give him she gave him she gave him something better she gave him something brighter. Give give him she gave him she gave […]

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MOTHERS CHILD

We are carved and we are cared for, Cuddled and coddled all our lives, But we are, will always remain A mother’s creation, the love And labour of the hands That first held us. I see you In me, in the minutes so simple, In the moments so precious, Sometimes so predictable, Other times obscure. […]

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Passing Relations

We found each other for a while, for a moment That should’ve lasted longer, while we searched For a new life amid ashes of ones already lived With frailties and fractures and losses in each. We stopped for each other- a bond too briefly bred- And in delighted ignorance planned out a future As inseparable […]

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The Judgment of the Shadows

Did we smile at each other, At least, at all, Before the bond broke That day, that morning, After the dawn rose In all its innocence, Imperceptive Of how it would part us, Ignorant of the virtue you’d lost And the sadness it would cost.     And did you feel the judgment of the […]

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