SEASONS TURNING 

  Trees tremble in winter’s clutch, hardening soil hardens hearts, frost will follow till spring’s breath beckons icicles to gently weep.   All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly Inspired by 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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PAUSE AND POISE

  Running through time, through time that can never be tempered, through twisting trees and projected paths, projecting thoughts yet to be pondered, through mornings unfolding while seasons fall to winter and wither for a while all around me, crisp carpets crinkle with what was once light and leafy but are now scattered sprinkles of […]

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COME HAS THE SHADOW

    And the black crow comes calling… and summer is falling, has burnt in blushing breaths before us, before worshiped walls and rushing rivers, as if it’s taken to tombs or swept below waters raging in the ruins, sunken into shade, shadows slip winter’s wings over sunshine, colour hiding, as if hibernating, climbing tall […]

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