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

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 […]

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BEFORE THE STILLNESS

I sit, in stilled space, trusting time and these proses to act as forgivers to all I cannot forget. I sit here, in this stilled space, taking trips that tease time with twists and turns. I move not in straight lines but articulate thought through the acts these tracks have taken, the un-regrettable mistakes […]

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WHAT LIES IN THE VALLEY

Truth, lies, tall tales spread across the canyon of our sighs. My hope, your hurt, my side, your silence, nothing is distinguishable in this void, I cannot even identity any let up from the winter of this valley where the wind winds its way around the silent subtleties of how you express your hurt […]

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WHEN I DREAM OF WHO WE WERE

We used to hold hands, a quiver along the skin at touch, do you remember? You handled me like I was food, to be prepared pealed back, to find the taste within. I was advised not to- but I had hungered, had grown ill […]

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WHAT YOU WISH FOR

Remember When all we wanted was a little distance? Remember Starting out with a cushion on the sofa, A pillow in between the folds twisting against us, One word less And then another. Every move a single mile. Remember How all we wanted… I wonder- While watching shadows growing stiller Beyond the window of […]

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TIPS FOR CLEANING UP

I saw a jellyfish once, just beyond the tide, a tick away from time’s reach where it couldn’t sting. On the same beach, once, though years later, as we dipped our desires below the moonlight, I lost your ring. A week later I found your sting was laying in other beds. I thought love […]

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KAMSAHAMNIDA

In a quiet corner of Korea, tucked thoughtfully behind a dozen back street twists designed to derail any uptight tourist, there sits a pair of us, unbreakable, in the evening light and smiling, still In a wooden bar at the far end of the Seoul where cocktails came with chicken soup and crisp fruit […]

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WATER FLAMES

We moved, once, and habitual was your foot to my follow, in debt my blush to your concern like we were the oxygen of the other, at either ends of the water. We swam, once, to the other, in crossed currents, in avoidance of those cold-blooded fish dipping their blond hairs into clotted canals […]

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THESE ARE THE DAYS

Rooms get smaller. We close doors tighter, words come like judgements, what’s left to share when you’ve shared everything. Rooms feel smaller. like big plants in small pots, like small meals on big plates I want to break. I want to watch Netflix in Pj’s, all day, every day but I won’t look lazy […]