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

Becoming Forever

Poem By Dónall Dempsey

I remember you
waiting for me

by Waterloo

all golden hair
all green silk blouse

in a setting sun

a thing of

the setting and you
absolutely stunning.

The nervous anticipation
of your waiting

like a little fish
swimming back & forth

in a bowl
too small for it

eager to catch first
sight of me

& how your face
lights up

when it discovers

such love
shining out of your face

blinds me
as I look into the sun

raise my hand
to wave

and now even all
these years later

I still meet you

in the setting sun
of memory

that one moment

becoming forever.

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Comments (1)

Amazed. Vivid imagery, the pauses, the listening eye heard it too :) Lovely and touching poem!