~Rhetoric~

you caught me
in your glow
at just
the
right time

every house
has a personality
ours just
likes to
be heard

good people
don't destroy
people's life
and call
it noble

I've seen
some strange things
in my day
but this
takes the cake

even the
walls seem
to shiver
but we'll do it
we'll get
out of here

I will
make it
a personal mission
to protect
your heart
though I
don't know
exactly how
to feel

I haven't
found it yet
but I know
what I'm looking for

cut through
the ash
soft and still
crumbling walls
are trembling
won't you
come a
little closer?
dust blown
by the wind

well they
say madness
is the closest
thing to genius
so walk away
it;s all
so full of
rhetoric
looking exotic
the more
I see
the less
I am
sure of

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Clock~

today I found
a clock
bruised and broken
but beautiful

roman numerals
cogs and wheels
something inside
left to find

not pretending
not hiding
it is
what it is
on the sidewalk
alone and beckoning

it was
an act of
romanticized serendipity
sometimes I
think if
I believe it
it will be real

not another
lost star
rhyming, chiming
in their timing
if nothing else,
I know how
I felt

your smile
is a  yellow daisy
open and falling
I like
to see you
smile and
then you
won't feel alone

stay don't
surrender through
the flame
my glass
heart refuses
to stay in tatters

while the
stars are
raining in
the silken sky
let it go
find a
way back
to inspiration

I wanted to
go up and swing
higher I
think we
can get
you halfway
around

the meta;
that turns
are just
passing moments

~Sarah Mahina Calvello