Treasure Island

Dónall Dempsey

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

The Little Blue Of Morning


See the shadows
of the loquacious loquat tree

etch & re-etch
themselves

upon my window pane

see how the night
transforms

the shadow of a cat
into a tiger

then the wind
erases the scene

repeats it
again & again

‘till dawn

when spaces in between
the spaces

are tinted with
the little blue of morning

& the loquats
are seen for what they are

the magic & delight
of ripening sunshine

still half awake

till half asleep.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Edited: Monday, May 26, 2008

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