WHEN WHITE FALLS BLUE

  Snow falls and the darkness drowns in silence, a hush from the heavens falling, so slowly, even crystals cry. Are these the tears of angels weeping who’ve watched us, falling, like this slow snow, like their tears, trembling? Snow falls and there’s a stillness and still all this silence between us. Bruises covered in […]

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COTTON CANDY

  Clouds come, cover, congregate, create contours out of what was once just colourless cotton candy to catch us unaware as we swim through each other’s current, currently without caution and I wonder if we are no more than clouds; coming together, creating colours in between the shadows before we fall too heavy, too saturated, […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO. 5, NAPOWRIMO

  I slipped from birth  wet with tears  into arms stretched out in hope, from womb to ward  to other woman,  I slipped from birth  into being;  being had, being held, being handed over, to being held again. All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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FLUTTERING HOPE

  Silence surrounds this sweet stillness, icicles are falling; tears streaming new paths down old windows once home to fading reflections and the robin and his red chested breast; forever stained, forever beating, flaps through the open field in search of a hushed hope in buds that will soon bloom, in life that will soon […]

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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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SEND IN THE CLOWNS

  Twisted in torment throughout time, we are tenements tears could fill in their thousands. If only we were clowns and comedy was our calling. All words by Damien B. Donnelly   Twitter poetry prompt “tears could Fill” from #WrittenRiver

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THE FIRST TIME, UNDER THE PINK

  Tears on the sleeve of a boy he’s gonna find release today, ‘Tears on the sleeve’ is what she sang I fear he is a man today Tears on the side of his face this was what he’d waited for thrown by the time and the place he thought it would be so much […]

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MY MUSE

Dance with me for a while you asked And how could I refuse? The belle of the ball at a soiree of cities You are lady and goddess, the muse. Deep in your heart I walked through you To see you for what you are, The product of passion and maker of magic Like the […]

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ME, MYSELF AND I

When I die, Will the world know That I have lived? When I laugh, Will they know My eyes once held tears? When they sing my praise, Will they know They once inflicted pain? If I stand alone, Will they know They put me there? If I speak of hatred, Will they know They taught […]

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Hands

With my hands, I create something from nothing. With my hands, I reach out and touch you. With my hands, I find my way through the darkness And, if needed, wipe away the tears. In the light, They shade my eyes so I can see what lies ahead. In our love, They are the touch […]

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