~Awake 2~

by Sarah Mahina Calvello~

awake

only partly

drifting on the edge

I can't forget you

I've been waiting

the pale sun

blows cold

plays in rainbows

through my window

inside dreams

like the edge of an echo

a break

in the cool chaos

leaves on the tree

reach out

like dark, trembling fingers

when you drink too much of the sun

all you get are trees

gazing across

all the wasted years 

the past needs to die

I need help to say goodbye

when you come out of a storm

you won't be the same

person who walked in

thats what this storms about

~Closer~

    ~Closer~

    ~by Sarah Calvello~

sad bowls of fruit

curves of tears

makes me pause

if you look closer

what would you see

you come through my door

take an unwelcome look around

you hand me a tupperware

as plastic as you are

you tell me

"oh, these are the cookies

that I forgot to offer you

waiting for another wonder

I'm not broken

just bent

it has to get better

~Ice~

~Ice~
~by Sarah Calvello~

    angry gray swirls  
in the distance

charcoal smudges

of trees 

spread out

close but apart

somehow it seems

if I just dream

you would be here again

to show me again

but your not

I'm just left here

trying to forgive

no one 

to teach me how to

live again

in this snow burn

of winter

twisted every way

you were cold and monumental

what answer can I give?

gazing across

all the wasted years 

the past needs to die

I need help to say goodbye

when you come out of a storm

you won't be the same

person who walked in

thats what this storms about

a star is a star 

no matter where it shines

its not always about where you're going to stay

its about where you're going

I'm wide awake 

so what's the point of dreaming

lonely ice burns glisten

~Ice~

~By Sarah Calvello~

bare ice 

glitter around stone angels

the shapes in the shadows

~Awake~

Awake

by Sarah Calvello

“Who looks outside dreams; who looks inside awakes.” ― Carl Jung

awake

only partly

drifting on the edge

I can't forget you

I've been waiting

the pale sun

blows cold

plays in rainbows

through my window

inside dreams

like the edge of an echo

a break

in the cool chaos

leaves on the tree

reach out

like dark, trembling fingers

when you drink too much of the sun

all you get are trees

~About Me Post~

~I thought I'd do an "About Me" post so you would know who is writing these ramblings. My name is Sarah Calvello, and I'm is a 28 year old student at City College. I'm an aspiring and published writer who loves my dog, and enjoys writing and going to cafes.

~Memory~

Sarah Calvello | Memory

remember, if I cut you off its because you gave me

the scissors

sometimes you never know the true value of a

moment until it becomes a memory

you served me fish soup

as tasteless and bare as our distant relationship

pieces of white fish floating helplessly and alone

in plain green broth

too much time has passed

we haven’t talked in years

nothing

then you come force yourself on us

an unwanted wind

with no real point

love is just a word until you find someone to give

it a definition

you can’t teach me what you don’t know

there’s no getting back our memories

how can we try?

~Egyption Dream~

~Egyption Dream~
by Sarah Calvello


Egyptian Dream a woman of blue feathers and musk stares with liquid, black eyes wet onyx trembles in the night she flies over the pale golden sands the moon her pale song a wail in the night she walks on the sand beside the sphinx and looks at him with dark eyes nothing will ever change together, they turn to face the sun awaiting dawn
Take me river, carry me far, lead me river, like a mother, take me over to some other unknown, put me me in the undertow

~Apples and Orchids~

Apples and Orchids
by Sarah Calvello


Take my open hand
Stained only slightly with dirt
Apples and orchids
thats what you said we could plant
beside each other

the orchid roots
are wound around each other
like a spun mandala
of snakeskin
faded velvet
rough to the touch
under the faded sun
the wind in shivering whispers to our skin
a kiss on the forehead
is the sweetest sigh
Love is just a word until you find someone to give      it a definition
Speak the truth, even if your voice shakes