' ' ' ' ' Photograph Of You In My Head Poem by Dónall Dempsey

' ' ' ' ' Photograph Of You In My Head

Rating: 2.8


Sitting on the grass
scarlet flashing fingernails

rolling a joint
(all talk talk talk)

speech bubbles
emerging above your head

holding a glass
of champagne

between your toes.

A little red triangle
of panties every now & then

flashing diamante
in the sun.

Red flag
to a bull.

Your voice
somewhere hidden

behind the waterfall
of your hair.

Your voice
with always the promise

of a kiss
in it

whispering: “Come...
...come here! ”

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Original Unknown Girl 08 July 2009

Lovely one this. Love the little triangle of red.... the red flag to the bull! Highly apt if you ever heard Onelia and I speak! LOL! But of course that is all I can say! ! ! Brilliant Mr Dempsey - your writing is so enthralling. HG: -) xx

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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