colour – Deuxiemepeau Poetry by Damien B. Donnelly

ALL THE REST IS BUT ASH, AFTER

A crimson blaze, a tiny tree, truth can be fragile, beauty can be breathless (does not always need to be burdened by our breath). Branches can be barren, nature can be hurtful but colour conquers concrete. Fragility can take flight, fields can be an ocean of fallen leaves that time will catch and crispen […]

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WORDLESS WEDNESDAY part 1, CATCH THE COLOUR

Colour caught on the lens… All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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COLOUR IS WAITING

And still we will come to lick the honey from the purple petal and still we will come to root out the weeds of worthlessness in gardens where others eat up all that is beautiful. Time turns and we, in turn, follow its path, suns set and the moon shows us its song, hold […]

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RISING THROUGH THE RICKETY REDS

I laid on the floor and touched the marbled perfume of the ocean as it washed over me, waves of flying feathers, a fluid fire of salted foam. I kissed the poison of your lips, once, and did not die as you came over me, next to me, inside of me. Decay is not […]

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SHADES OF BLUE FEATURED ON EXPLORING COLOUR

Today my poem Shades of Blue is featured on Exploring Colour, the beautiful and inspiring blog from Liz Cowburn; https://exploringcolour.wordpress.com/2019/04/25/shades-of-blue-2/ It is featured alongside a powerful poem of loss and being found from Kay McKenzie Cooke entitled Found. Kay’s blog is https://kaymckenziecooke.com/ and a stunning water-colour painting of blue irises by Jodi McKinney from […]

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THE IRISES OF OUR EYES

Crazed caught on canvas, caught in colour, thought tempered in sweeping strokes, we can be carried away in seas of grass, coral greens awash in the garden, catch the canvas before its fold finds favour in other fields the mind has yet to fathom, we can be crazy. Quick comes the crow upon the […]

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OCHRE DANCING

Porcelain plant pot plots the delicious decay of decadence once eyed as ochre dancing next to dandelions in the dawn’s dew. Pretty painted picture of plants in a porcelain pot plays with the presence of past and present under the preservation of pressed paint. Gold garnered by the grace of the sun, amber’s earthiness […]