Dónall Dempsey

Rookie - 442 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

My Very Own Private Summer - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

the rain fell
like sorrow
liquid sorrow

I was drenched
to the skin
with sorrow

the sorrow
fell harder and harder
its voice monstrous now

passers by fumbled
with gaily coloured umbrellas
trying to fend off the sorrow

the sorrow beat against my skin
but I wouldn't
let it in

inside I was sunny
your smile
my very own private summer

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Comments about My Very Own Private Summer by Dónall Dempsey

  • Rookie Poppie Mira (4/14/2014 4:33:00 AM)

    great description on how to deal with sorrow. love the imaginary. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, April 4, 2014

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