THE CHILD INSIDE THE MAN, day 27 of A Month with Yeats

  It’s day 27 of Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats which means all of us who’ve taken part in this fantastic poetry challenge have created 27 new poems inspired by Ireland’s greatest poet. Today’s quote is: ‘Once more the storm is howling, and half hid under this cradle-hood and coverlid my child sleeps on.’ […]

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FAITH 

  Falling from above into a concrete sea where tree meets sky salvation is still possible.   All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly 

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FRAGILE REFLECTIONS 

  We are not the sky. We are not the earth. We are just a reflection resting on the water and can be blown away at the will of the wind. All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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I CAME TO THE CITY, PART 18; TRAVELOGUE

  I In the park bodies are bare and bending in sweaty forms, see the skin still salivating as if fresh from the frolics, when we were fondled and found, some born to be bound and then others; fickle fools thinking thrusts were as true as trust. But truth is told only in time; touch […]

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THE DEPTH UNDER THE MOON

  Moonlight melts languidly on liquid lakes like suds on dishes like snow on windows like thicker skin over age old scars. Moonlight floats momentarily on rippling reflections like the tingle after kisses like the scent after sex like the pain after parting. Moonlight flirts on the water to divine whether the depth is worth […]

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