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
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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