The Tall House Going Up The Hill(For A Scarlett Woman) Poem by Dónall Dempsey
The Tall House Going Up The Hill(For A Scarlett Woman)
By my uncle’s
pub & garage
(where I looked at Superman comics
for the first time ever)
lived a house
made almost entirely of violet
kissed with a wild yellow.
I, amazed
having never seen a house
wearing such beautiful
colours.
I would look
at it for hours
at different hours.
get up at dawn
to see the colours
creep into it
as it threw off the night
or wait up to see
the night
slowly eat its colours
slipping into sleep.
It bloomed
In my child’s mind
summer after summer
the wonder
of my five year old world.
It was maybe mauve
perhaps a pale purple
or maybe its yellow
was a pink
a chameleon
changing colours
as I added years to years
& grew up.
It was as if a house
could be a perfect painting
or a beautiful flower.
I watched it
wrapped in an intense blue sky
or set on fire
by a passing sunset.
It was
an ordinary
everyday miracle
just nonchalantly
hanging around.
Such a beautiful poem...I love the way you see things and how you make me see things through the eyes of your words. simply gorgeous. You are indeed an ordinary everyday miracle just nonchalantly hanging around. Beautiful beautiful! love Debbie Debs
Such a lovely way of looking at things...such a unique perspective. good description of your poetry and of your gift of seeing: It was an ordinary everyday miracle just nonchalantly hanging around. That's you to a tee and that's what you constantly tease us with in your beautiful writing. love GinaXXX
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4/25/2024 11:19:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I don't know how you manage to reach backward, into the mind that was yours when you were a child, but you do, and you do it so very well. To be able to go there, and to find the things that you were amazed by at age 5-and to describe them so perfectly...is just plainly and simply - - a gift from the gods! !