Her Mother's Smile Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Her Mother's Smile

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HER MOTHER'S SMILE

The blindfolded
knife thrower

listened to the squeak
of the turning wheel

releasing the blade
when she had turned

180 degrees

a flash of sliver embedded
itself between her legs

"Gasp! "
gasp the audience.

He was blind.

The blindfold was only
for the audience.

got her pregnant
in ‘69

but she ran away
with the trapeze artist

the one with the one leg
longer than the other

leaving the blind
knife thrower

after the last show.

She died in 1972
her daughter misses her

The mother
she hardly knew

Except for the photos
and the odd yellowed review.

The blind knife thrower
still cries for her

leaves a white rose
on her grave

year after year
without fail.

The trapeze artist never really cared.

People often tell her
that her mother will never be dead

as long as she's alive.

She smiles
with her mother's smile.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sally Plumb Plumb 23 April 2012

Interesting tale.

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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