Erin Stevens Poems

When the day breaks
delusions and dreams shatter
into glittering fragments
and the ephemeral fantasies
...

Dear monster,
you roar so often that your throat must ache.
Please, let me pour you a cup of tea
or perhaps you'd like my homemade cake?
...

We lived in a wonderland
Where time froze like Never-land
And with you as my best friend
To time there would be no end
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Poetry in silly calligraphy
Like snapshots of dreams
rimmed in ribbon and lace
like all of my memories
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Shadows
caricatures of night
haunt me happily
scare me sweetly
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A spoonful of honey
stirred into bitter chamomile
like a fairy's magic potion
to dulcify my sorrows
...