Connection – Page 2 – Deuxiemepeau Poetry by Damien B. Donnelly

SHADES OF BLUE, the 1ST Video Poem from EAT THE STORMS

My debut poetry collection Eat the Storms will be launched 17.09.20. You can purchase signed copies here in the Book Shop, shortly, but while you are waiting, here is the 1st video poem from the book, Shades of Blue… All words, videos and images by Damien B Donnelly

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LEARNING TO CLIMB WALLS

There can be earthquakes in little towns, far from tectonic plates, on little streets, rarely shaken where we sat, once, on the wall of a garden now obsolete, the summer burning through our cool-lessness as we trembled beneath attractions we didn’t have the words to understand while eyes watched from windows, trying to translate […]

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PROPEL

Bait Young love wore a black beret before I’ve even acquired a taste for the garlic. Desire, in the face of desolation, was the fuel of youth and knowledge, or lack thereof, its propeller and I was propelled. Bliss Years later I still hold the perfume- late night, 22, me, him and a motorbike […]

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TO CAPTURE EACH OTHER TOGETHER

I took photos of us once, together, to remember all I had before I set off to find myself in other fields that other lands had whispered of other welcomes across other waves, moments to return to later as I navigated new roads, strange turns and gates I had to manage alone. Now, our […]

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OBITUARIES. FATHER’S DAY

You loved watching football and found joy in the obituaries; the last lines of life after it had been lost. You liked watching the news and thrived while washing the car, in the driveway, on a Saturday and maybe again on a Sunday after handing the missal out at mass, rubbing and scrubbing over […]

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TWO NORTHERN MAGNETS

We scold, even at frightening distances, you burn, there, at the centre of the sun and I roar back across the stars at you, from this comet that cannot commit, at how you could run so cold. Our landings were nothing less than lumpy- you wanted to shine so I caught you that sun […]

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THE HAIR ON THE BACK OF HIS NECK

You had long black hair, a horse’s mane that I held as we rocked through early years and a red furry coat I never stopped to question while we rode across uncertain terrines that echoed his silence and her longing to not give up anything again. Even then, even at play, I knew their […]

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BOUND

You draw my attention from pondering path like thoughts collected in a well-worn carpet and make me wonder, as with love and hate, which came first- bark almost buried to blind or the sweet lie of this lichen grown around your years as if you where the whole to its being, the breath to […]

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YOU

I hid your name in between a word, I put this word into a line crammed with so much content where you’d disappear behind the syntax and then, just in case, I tucked this line into a story that unfolded over time into a tale that would tell of a book that someone lost on […]

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LENGTHS

Spring has left us shy. We flirt like sheep- cute but clumsy, forgetting what it was like to fold a summer into forever. Words come but feel cumbersome- you can only swallow so much of those ocean eyes before drowning. Sheep don’t swim and wool doesn’t do well in so much hot water. Be […]