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Mine is a story of treachery and grace.
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The Sand King

12/19/2015

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Have you noticed the leather wings
affixed to my skinny bones?
Still when I day dream
I hold to that almost reality
I thought was unwavering.
Life is long you say, and they all echo
that it is not too late
but what if it is? Not because we are set
in stone, but because that vision
on the beach was only a mirage
and you my sand king
lost to tide and wave and imagination.
I know these chiroptera appendages
are there for flight- I am afraid
of leaving you and leaving that
white beach where  we eat fire
poached fish and listen to
the cerulean brine soothing
doubts with that pacifying rhythm
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Beat

12/19/2015

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​​An except submitted to Poetry Moves

Breathtaking and life giving
The strumming pounding reverberating
music of it all
Somehow we are a part and somehow we stand apart
Alone collective woven strands of something much bigger
We all know it and suffer to live it  
describe it discuss it or ignore it
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Disquiet Me

12/19/2015

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Disquiet me
Shake me from my slumber
Trouble my foundation
Disturb all my preconceived notions
Unnerve me
Satisfy my restless heart
Agitate my inner quiet
Make my soul fretful
Push me
Upset my reserve
Discompose my rusty dreams
Fluster my faithfulness
Alarm my always
Unsettle it all-Make me uneasy
Disconcert me the way I trouble you
Don’t leave me in my lonesome stillness
Disquiet me
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Ours

12/19/2015

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An except as it appears on the C-Tran buses for Poetry Moves.

I have to believe that something of seventeen still lingers
though she pains me with her adolescent optimism
I return, hoping she wasn't wrong
that there is beauty in the stacked stones along the path
that there is a path indeed
mountains to be scaled and conquered

that the world is still ours
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    Erin is a doula, writer, mother to men, and teacher on permanent hiatus. She loves how writing connects us and thrives on the bright edges of human experience. ​

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