SUMMER STORM for Poetry Day Ireland

  It’s Poetry Day Ireland so I am supporting from abroad. This year’s theme is Truth or Dare so throughout the day I will be posting a few of my older poems on Truth and a few more on being Irish… Summer Storm Beat away at breast; a lie of love grown to lust, grown […]

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ILLUSIONS 

  Gardens grow, trees get taller, clouds gather. I see you in the movement, in the air that rushes past time turning, in the scent of sweetened summer now swept into corners now shaded. Clouds gather, trees get taller, gardens grow smaller. Eden is an illusion lost.   All words and photographs by Damien B. […]

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BOTTLED PAST

  It’s outstanding what odours can own, how biographies in bottles can board, how illusions can lie lay in liquids, how subtle scents can be savoured. I sprayed you today on my hands -so cold to caress- from a bottle, a simple bottle, in a shop, a simple shop, in a city that never saw […]

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SNAP

  Pictures capture the setting in silence as if the silence has settled Reflections capture the stillness in the water as if to sink beneath could somehow be more soothing than the reality rocking just a fraction beyond the frame. Hope is as fragile as a pond of still water, a breath held as if […]

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A Thousand Sweet Dreams

  I will love you for a thousand years and a thousand years more if only you’d ask and I would, you know, lock that love away so it can’t be touched, tarnished or tampered with. I will hide it so deep within my heart that every beat will be stronger for it. I will […]

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