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The Dune
CatKennedy81

They make their way up,
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—step by step—
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sand parting over foot,
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following the disappearing prints,
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theirs becoming dimples
 5
in the white face of the dune.
 6
Black trunks of trees lay
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in their way, along their way.
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They skirt over
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and around them
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with joy.
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They are climbing a dune, for God’s sake!
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One that asks only
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to be met
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with a little trepidation.
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The blue wall
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of the ocean below
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pulses into the shore
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like a heartbeat,
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urging them forward
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—up and up—
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until they’re on top,
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the two of them
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collapsing
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like a cross.
 25
 
 
I have risked everything,
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not the least of which my heart.
 27
 
 
This is life, for God’s sake!
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One that asks only
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to be met
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with a little trepidation.
 31
 
 
They rise and run,
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—down and down—
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arms outstretched.
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They might lift off
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they look so close to flight.
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(This must be the path to joy)
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The wind blows back their hair,
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legs tumbling.
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Closer and closer they come until
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—whoosh—
 41
I have caught them
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each in an arm.
 43
 
 
They could risk everything,
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not the least of which my heart.
 45
 
 
But I am the mother, for God’s sake!
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One who asks only to be met
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with a little trepidation.
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21 Jun 18

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a good first poem for this site
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