~Time~

I wonder
Who paints the birds
I’ve made

A mess of things

But you’re

Genuine

A different

kind of fine

You tell

yourself there’s

plenty of time

but time

goes by

so fast

don’t ever

put things off girl

don’t ever wait

to say

what needs

to be said

you’re just as

Beautiful As

what comes next

Dangerous and beautiful

Pages

I guess

Some things

Never change

The memories

Burn and crash

Life grabbed me

I grabbed back
I think recalibration

is in order

before my next leap

Send me

The location

Focus on

Communication

Vibration

You only got

One memory

Keep breaking

me in

this is how

we will live

I’ll bend

until I smile

Again,

shouldn’t be

so complicated,

just touch me
The moon

Will tremble

Under my touch

Forget-me-knots

Blue and

sugar soft

Sinking stones

Will fly

You’ve got to

Lose to learn

How to win

Nightmares bleed

confusion
Destiny is calling

me open

up your

eager eyes

Somebody shake me

Me I must

be sleeping

I feel now

I can face

The day

The struggle

Is not

In vain

My soul is fluttering

In and out

humming on

the wall

a moth

orange and trembling

on the wall

shadows

bouncing off

Could there

be love

beneath these wings?

In the space

where I can

breath reaching

out and reaching in

Left here

to linger

in silence

if I chose to

passing through

life like liquid

drunk with desire

I change

in this place

but I’m still

an animal

I love

the quiet

of the nighttime

the sense

of time

catching up

with me

as I drift

my hands

shake this

fear has a

hold on me

floating up

or down

I wonder

when my heart

will awake

pulled down

from moonlit skies

my senses come alive

Tomorrow comes

One desire

To take me away

To laugh all night

blue jeans

a open heart

nicer people

everything you need

to erase

the lines

follow your heart

wherever the road leads

when times

are hard don’t

let hardness

not turn

your heart

to stone

always remember

never to walk alone

I couldn’t love

you more

one step closer

bet you didn’t

see that

storm coming

time stands

still beauty

in all you are,

every breath

were closer

to our edge

Quite a lonely term,

perse. Lonely; stodgy
do the right thing

even when you

know it’s harder

than doing

the wrong thing

There’s an

old aviator saying,

fly the plane first

Respect for

someone’s time

is the highest

compliment you

can give

Sometimes protecting

people can hurt

them even more

I know I’m relaxed

when I’m

grammatically incorrect

Going through

the motions and

playing the games

to make sure it’s real

I have a feeling

my prayers

have been deceiving

but you keep

me believing

when I brake

you put me

back together

Again

Stop talking

You don’t

Have a mouth

For it

Of coarse

it’s not the

mountain we

conquer,

but ourselves

You can’t live

life afraid of how

things going

wrong in life,

because if you do,

you’ve never lived

Worrying about

how something

will turn out is

almost always

worse than

the outcome

You had to be there

The edge

Of a hurricane

you’re too sweet

to be a vagabond

i have been

through these storms

many times

and it’s my

experience they’re

more frightening

in anticipation

than in reality

Direction is relative,

wherever you are

go there

Man cannot

discover new

oceans until

he has the

courage to

lose sight

of the shore

Been a miner

For that

heart of gold

Every other

word is a hum

but you’re ok

Shooting through

the stillness

Pull the pins

of memory

Unknown

Footprints diverged

~Sarah Mahina Calvello