QUACK

  Solitude will guard gentle breath as I slip from darkened day to dream, even if the daffodil, now bright upon the bank, comes despite concern. I smile as the memory of this kindhearted bloom unfolds within the shadows of this stilled room, here, where corners ponder the importance of a cell. In the distance, […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.28, NAPOWRIMO

  Walls cannot keep us from war, defences are not always the deterrent, destiny is not capable  of being confined in a cage. I captured a corner of comfort  but it grew cold,  capturer and captive,  alone is not alive, solitude is not always  the solution when looking for solace. All words and drawings by […]

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A SOUL IN THE SHADOW

  She was not made for sunlight and silly, she was not designed for display and distraction. She loves moonlight where her tears find comfort in the stars and her shadow is more shelter than cell. All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly Based in a Twitter poetry prompt from #WrittenRiver

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LISSOME LIES LIFE

  Time waits for shimmering snows to melt into memory like kept kisses from lost lips. Time waits for saturated skies to seek sustenance in blushing blues since stolen by frantic frost and fragile freeze like drawers deserted of his clothes and her shoes as the wind whips the chasm carelessly. Time waits on the […]

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FINDING FAVOUR

  Dig deep             fisherman,             brave man,                                                       for there is worth below the waters, between the silence […]

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BLANK CANVAS

I thought it lonely To be together With so much standing In between, But now, In this solitude, These moments tick Like echoes Of what’s been lost, Like laughter Now fading, Like love Now separating, Like the time shared Now a fragment of another life, Another hold we let go of, Another force to fragile […]

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Stillness, On All Sides

There is a stillness All around- You are gone; Packed and parceled In that part of the past That time holds, The heart remembers And the mind tries best to forget. There is a stillness, Within these walls- You are gone And I remember who I was Before You became We And I became the […]

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