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A Cottage on the Oregon Coast, by poetaluna
Saint Louis Park, MN US

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A Cottage on the Oregon Coast

A Cottage on the Oregon Coast

The rain slanted and the wind blew
so hard we had to bend in half in order
to forge ahead up-right

The sea roared on those nights
The apples plopped to the ground
and the figs into our hands with their moist

pink hearts like the seashells we scooped
off the sand. The daybreak glittered and
the clouds skittered back to the horizon

and there was a day to walk to the
beach. I knelt by the window
drunk with brandy and shame because

I didnt love you, didnt love being
there, didnt know the pearl of
time had been gifted me. I knelt

by the window sill and threw up
into the blackberry bushes, threw up
passionate kisses by the hissing

green fire in the wood stove
threw up being held tightly threw up the
long murmur of words

in a reverent quiet. The kids took me
to the swings by the library the
next day, splashing through

puddles in boots one size too big,
bought second hand but in good
enough condition like my soul

open to the possibility
of awe. The waves danced to
the tune of the moon as they

smashed against rocks
as stern and unyielding as my
inner voice. To lay aside my doubts

meant to be as free as my children
riding their trikes back
and forth, back and forth

over the graveled driveway.
Someday I would stand at the
turning point and let go, someday

I would know how to spin
straw into gold.

Description: A poem about a time when I felt discontented with my surroundings, even though they were quite beautiful

Photo Posted: Nov 24,2012 Photo Viewed: 377

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