Dónall Dempsey

(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

' ' ' ' BRACE OF TANKAS


PEEL ME A GRAPE!

Two grapes left on plate
look like lost nipples looking
for their mammaries.
I popping them in my mouth
delighting in both senses.


*******

CONCRETE VIRUS

This concrete city
infects the sky...turning it
into concrete too.
Concrete sun and concrete rain.
Concrete humans... cry...real tears

Submitted: Thursday, July 16, 2009
Edited: Friday, August 28, 2009

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  • Onelia Avelar (7/17/2009 9:10:00 AM)

    Two quite different tankas in one brace :) The one can make one laugh, the other one can make one feel depressed - both wonderful - you optimized masterly the slender, measured form of tanka - no an otiose word! (Report) Reply

  • David Harris (7/16/2009 4:25:00 PM)

    Donall, thank you for the smile my friend. Just was the doctor ordered. Top marks and thanks for sharing them with us.
    David the dodgy one (Report) Reply

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