All photographs by Damien B. Donnelly
empty
IN THE SHADE
There was a heart
like a plant
in a garden
watered
tended
in a garden
like a plant
growing
a heart
beating
under sunlight
and sometimes shade
a gentle shade.
A heart
nurtured
in a garden
a quiet garden
with a fence
a pretty picket fence
around a house
around a home
and that garden
tending to the heart
planted
like a flower
beating
under sun
and sometimes shade
the gentle shade.
A heart
blooming
in the garden
like a flower
till someone picked it
pulled down the fence
and picked it
still growing
still beating
and then dropped it
on the sidewalk
in the shadows
when they saw
across the street
something different
something else
something new.
There was once a heart
growing in a garden
but cut
like a flower
and now
no water
no waiting
no nurturing
no tending
can bring it back to life.
A heart once
growing in a garden
now only a hole
that never seems to fill
untended in the shade…
All Words and Paintings by Damien B. Donnelly
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Fading
In this empty room
Sits your lonely soul,
In this silent night,
In this lonely night.
Whilst lovers are loving
And people are laughing,
But not around you,
But not beside you,
But not for you.
Through the shadows dancing
And the breezes blowing
Creep lonely chills
And darkness flowing.
In this empty space,
In this endless night,
While people are laughing
And lovers are loving-
You sit alone,
Like your room-
Alone.
Like the night-
Alone.
Like the shadows-
Always fading.
Damien B. Donnelly 