A Poem by Erin Sky

I have never seen a river

that runs like the river in my dream.


it contains all things

is muddy rainbow coloured

sand sprinkled across the mouth.


To slay a unicorn

lay him on a wooden bier

carry him through the woods

and by my river.


Becomes the river, in the moon

liquefied fluid travelling light

swoops in big S curves across the mountains

strokes the Jabberwock’s lifeless toes

feeds green grass, tamarind trees where it grows.


Runs from river into river into dream.


© 2008 Erin Sky

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Erin Sky
Erin Sky

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I hear I'm a bit cryptic, for all my loquacity; I talk too much, due to all I need to say; I am Gemini, and astrology is bollocks; I'm narcissistic, and hate myself for it; I dwell in irony, in the ra.. more..