DOWN THE DRAIN

  My body my body has a memory my body has a memory of you my body has a memory of your skin. My body my body remembers my body remembers how it bent my body remembers how it bent to your beckoning. And yet my mind my mind has washed itself my mind has […]

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I DREAM

  Dreaming,   seeing time as something silky you can slip though,   rearranging reality,   the hours revolving around minutes around molecules neither past nor present;   the future still waiting to be moulded,   dreaming of tempering time;   of breaking it   of bending it;   redrawing curt corners into kinder curves, […]

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SLOW FALLING, day 30 of A Month with Yeats

  I can’t believe this is it! 30 poems in 30 days inspired by Ireland’s greatest poet W.B Yeats. A poetry challenge created by the brilliant Jane Dougherty. Today is day 30 of this wonderful, inspiring, breathtaking adventure created by Jane Dougherty entitled A Month with Yeats. The final quote comes from the poem ‘The […]

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MAGNETIC POETRY: SUMMER STORM 

  Beat away at breast; a lie of love grown to lust, grown repulsive, ‘Whisper who we were,’ rose water, a shadow symphony drunk on a dream, smooth shot to sordid, bitter chocolate screams beneath the sweaty skin of a summer storm. All words by Damien B. Donnelly Inspired by the magnetic poetry oracle

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LOST

  Sometimes things just get lost… like umbrellas in taxis when cover comes, like keys in corners when time is doomed, like days, like years, like faces once familiar, like the fate you once fought for, like the dream you since let drown, like scars, like tears, like hearts once essential. Sometimes things just get […]

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