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Vancouver Writer's Fest at Granville Island

On  Sunday, October 23rd, I attended the Vancouver Writer's fest at Granville Island. During
this event several writers read their work and shared the story behind it. This reminded me of how it felt to work tirelessly on a flimsy piece of paper with my least favourite pencil yet produce something so profound. It's funny to think that this is how most writers get their big break. Seeing the writers read their work for an audience inspired me to share a poem of my own. This one was published in the New Shoots 2014/15 edition.


The Sailboats

I used to travel down to the bay

and watch the pearl white 

sailboats

drifting far away

I marvelled at their brilliance

bright with spirits high

with graceful turns 

they caught the wind

beneath an open sky

I clamoured over

sand and rocks

down to the water's edge

and longed to ride those 

sailboats

too far away to catch

Always a mystery they were 

who let their sails fly?

who'd venture out 

to open sea

and steer the sailboats by?

Long since have I left the bay

and journeyed 'cross the land

the world goes on

for miles and miles

untouched

by tides or sand

I don't remember the cries 

of the gulls

nor the winds that tossed my hair

I can't recall 

the mist on my face

but I'll never forget

the sailboats