THIS GREAT STORM(for Junie)
My heart nothing but
an onion skin thin
sheet of paper
almost see through
transparent in its sadness
grief scrawled
across it
in a violent violet
ink
that still
hasn't faded
this heavy hurt
this all too too solid pain
necessary paperweights
to prevent my heart
being blown away
in this great storm
of loss...loss...loss.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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