BYRON’S BRIDGE 

  Chains cross limestone, sentences silence freedom, a city sinking as the clinking stops, pauses, bends on Byron’s bridge of sighs to say goodbye.   All words by Damien B. Donnelly Based on a twitter poetry prompt from #DimpleVerse

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TIME TEMPERED

Retrograde ripples swim me back to days when a certain light could cut the shadows in a single movement, when your touch was like cool water poured over feverish flesh below orange walls that watched us sinking onto a single soul. Terracotta tempered with summer shadows as streets twist and turn, as I twist and […]

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SCENE IN EUROPE, SCENE 2, VENICE

Prose, Scene in Europe, Scene 2, L’Ora Blu- The Hour of Blue All was cloaked in sombre shades of azure as dusk gently fell. Henry, 21 and fair haired, wandered through the shadowy slender streets of the ancient city that awoke within him so much of his, as yet, unspent youth and energy. He was […]

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Italian Thoughts

  You washed over me today- Darkest hair, hazel of eyes And that lower luscious lip- As I retraced those steps From a lifetime ago And found myself Lost again- Like all those years ago- When I’d first fallen Upon this Sea of a City, Back when your heart Had begun to feel More like […]

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