~White Roses~

~White  Roses~

“I am not what happened to me , I am what I chose to become”-Carl Jung

the glass beauty

finally broke

petals of glass

a new sigh

basking in

the reflected glory

of childhood

red mournful lips

china blue eyes
and unspoken words

you wanted me to see

Snow White

to still believe in magic

I was wondering

why you wanted me to miss Micheal Jackson

but I understand now

you wanted me to hold on to

the fragile shell
of innocence
white roses

in the dark debris
you stand against the tide
and that is no small thing
you're a thief
regal
and ragged
like a rose petal

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Photo by Emily Citaro

~The Man in the Moon~

~The Man in the Moon~

~by Sarah Mahina Calvello~

fans of green 

and jagged brown hearts

in the bouncing sunlight

and secret velvet

sounds of water 

and ice tea

in tinkling yellow glasses 

peeling oranges

soft skin

hugging the dirt

in it's fall

a young girl

loves for the first time

eyes jade and dangerous

tousled hair

and a shy smile

do you even know

what your hiding?

nothing ever

goes away

until we know

what were hiding 

~Magnolia~

I smelled a magnolia for the first time today on a overhanging tree of green and brown leaves hang like fallen stars with their creamy heads down in shame I always pass by but I never thought to actually reach up and smell it to lay my nose in its blushing cream bulb rose veins sent out to fade and hang like stars and forgotten dreams you said  I had palm tree eyes I almost saw you but the sun got in the way

~Thank you!~

~Thank you, H.B. Miller of City College of SF, for nurturing my writing and being a figure for me to look up to. You're a good friend and teacher.~