IN THE PLACE OF WHAT ONCE STOOD

  Robin rummages in the rushes, upon rock she roots out traces of all that once was, tuts at all that has changed and all that hasn’t. Robin rummages in the rushes, bright spark- but fast to flight. She comes to call and comprehend but never comes when she is called. A fluttering of fine […]

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THE PRICE OF A STAR

  And she sang of hope and harmony in a borrowed frock on Tuesday nights in a smoky bar below the Bowery where the Irish downed their whiskey while the Italians were always frisky and they touched her, always, after; her faithful followers fingering flesh as if to caress the affection she injected into lyrics […]

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BURNING BEAUTY

  I lay me down neath the constellation as soul seeks shade from observation, this sky full of stars my sweet salvation though tumbling towards obliteration; how beauty blazes before cremation.   All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly This is a repost. Photograph is Chagall ceiling at Opera Garnier, Paris 

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A WHITE WING RISING

   A starlit day, on a distant shore, as if summer had sent it swarming like a snowflake; silken wings to summon the sunset, a white moth to raise a sweet soul departing. And there, as a star was added, the bright moon was kissed in berry blush as the sun settled beneath the lake […]

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BEAUTY IN SPACES

  There is a beauty within this space, a creation considered to compliment the concrete, you can leave if you like by the stairs or you can rest for a while on the seat. There is a soul within these veins, a creation connected to more than just the carcass, you can leave if you […]

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BORN IN BLUE

  Muscle in movement to music as cords are cut from corpse, ‘I was born in blue,’ he said, ‘tender twisting into tune, I am rags rendered into rich, suffering surrendering to the song.’ ‘I was born in blue,’ he said And his guitar the guts through which he bled. All words by Damien B. […]

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UNDER THE FALL

Day 7: National Poetry Writing Month #NaPoWriMo I want to live as a tree born from branches turning, twisting rummaging, rooting, roots in the earth in the flesh, sucking substance from the soul of the soil, head in the sky reaching, rising, hoping, shedding my skin like leaves in autumn and starting again each spring […]

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DIAMONDS OF THE SKY

  We are all stars we twist and turn and twinkle we are the bright burning light we blaze like the stars twinkle, twinkle we burn we are burning Like the stars burnt out tick tock hurtling across the sky hurting beneath the sky where we cry we are all stars fast paced fast moving […]

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THE LIGHT WE ARE

  There is a light, Amid the shadows, Within our slumber, There is a light, That never flickers, That cannot stumble. There is a light, In the very breath That feeds us, There is a light, In every loving eye That sees us. There is a light, In every dream We dare to hope for, […]

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