Friday, November 30, 2018

~Sky~


living between
the hours it's just a
blank space

grasping at
whatever available
the sky is
not the
limit
you say
your mind is

the turquoise
marble rolls
down my
calm road
dreams are
made up of
real thing's

a perfect
combination the
stars give
of fire
fruit and wine
brings new
thing's

places, pieces
broken glass
mismatched shoes
creating memories
leaving behind
what hurts

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Thursday, November 29, 2018

~Cookie~

How are
you doing, honey?
I'm always
perpetually a
cookie away
from good

out of
n between
darkened doorways
and windows
the space
of a
breath of
nothing
where the
light goes
to hide

the starlight
is born
from it
shining and
crystalline

it's like
the fog
has lifted
from my
eyes I
can face
the day
myself

where I'm
meant to
go my
footsteps
are a loud
proud echo

the world
has shifted
on me
this soulful flower
in my
garden can't
be an
illusion

I want
it to be
heard and
seen not
just a
fantasy the
gravity
is just

we can
touch
for now
we live
with what
we miss

everything seems
to be in
place you're
worth
waiting
in traffic
for

~Sarah Mahina Calverllo

~Turns~

isn't it
funny what
you remember?

distracted  by
the in between
moments it
is all
fractured noise

the one
is an
idiot that
still loves
you, relax,
I'm just musing

I'm looking
for you
before I
started looking
you asked me
with wide eyes
just two buttons
until I did
before I left

but I
realize we
can't hold
onto our
ghosts no more

walking these
hallways looking
for any
faint answer

I had
my head
down but
now it's up
I don't
want that
glow to fade
away to
my black

but sometimes
you have
to let
thing's happen
in their
own time
in their
own way

let go
of that 
tight grip
let the
do it's
turns

there is
nothing too
clear in
this world,
is there?

icy blue
electric small
storms it's
good to
cry it
washes the
soul

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Tuesday, November 27, 2018

~Subtle~


I found
that toast
and venting
makes me
feel better

well, that
was interesting
ashes to
ashes, right?
living isn't
about tasks
it's about
living

I think
I'm going to
stop controlling
every moment
because the best ones
sneak up
on you

time falls
back on
me but
I can't
give in
to yesterday
memories
don't die

I promised
I would never leave
and you slowly
melted into
beautiful ice
I long for
the subtle
moments in between

you told
me stories
don't change minds
but stories
are the
only things
that really do

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Saturday, November 24, 2018

~Sati~


you smiled
your slanted grin
and gave
me the
Egyptian nickname
of Sati,
pointing at
the bow
and arrow
with
mischief in
your blue
eyes

I didn't
understand, I
didn't want
to stand
for war

but now
I know
you knew
I would
be strong
even when
I didn't
think I'd
be, you
wanted
me to
be protected

it's a
thought you
hoped I'd see
my life
is all
about little
victories scarecrows
dressed in
the latest styles
frozen smiles
velvet bodies of
beautiful chaos

patiently
waiting
but time
is moving
slow, surrounded
noise blends

images are
playing like
reflections in
my mind
I think it's
going to
rain now
I can sleep
try to
build a
better life

fall away
fall away
now you
can stay

I love
the sound
of rain
the broken
glass music
the only
sstring
out of
tune

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

~Selkie~


it's like
you came to
me from an
apartment of
the sea

you stare
blank, watery
eyes that
think so
fast yet
you tell
me it's nothing

are we
meant to
be? I'm
not sure
anymore
near to
me but
so far
away

unusual dignity
beautiful upturned
face everything
coveted is
a little
cracked

the skies
watercolor layers
bold, bright
breathing
turning black
and constant

untamed like
the waves
of the
hidden night


~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Pomegranate~


how do
I look? like
a marshmallow
going to
war, is
that a
good thing?
well, depends on
how much
you like
marshmallows

it doesn't matter
if you stray
as long
as you
come back

bruises along
the way
become delicate
velvet soft
things colors
crystal spiderwebs
Persephone took
her bite
of the pomegranate
shimmering ruby
spills out
to the ground

keep on
trucking, something
good might
happen
cradling memories

don't dance
if you don't know
the steps
hearts are
beating
like
a pendulum
swinging in
the air

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Fishing~



fear and
love cannot
live in
the same
house

unusual dignity
always missing
what I
shouldn't be
missing, trying
to find
a way
to make
another day
go by

the can
is already
open, the
worms are
already out
might as
well go
fishing

soft and
not knowing
the day
is perfect
like that

I carry
the heavy
weight of
my mistakes
and my
victories behind
my eyes

I'm spinning
around in
circles but
I feel
like I'm
standing on
the edge
of a
cliff, but
I've never
been safer
in my
whole life

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Sunday, November 11, 2018

~Christmas Sweater~


the pale
lights outside
my old
door light
up the shadows
and leaves
that are
changing colors

my heat
flutters under
a canopy
of forget-me-knots
my worries
melt away

carved into
the fading
day there
are islands
behind my
eyes

I bought
myself a
a new
Christmas sweater
on this 
cold, blue
winter day
washed down
with pumpkin
coffee light and
caramel in
my cup

surprises in
the moonlight
tired of
the same
old thing
somewhere in
my bones
a longing
I've never
really known

the world
is made
up of
imperfect opportunities
and  near
misses, secrets
left for
someone to believe

tea and
misplaced keys
point put
the way

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Saturday, November 10, 2018

~Champagne and Chicken Nuggets~

I'm a
little temperamental
one with
a good heart

you picked
a seriously
odd angel
but at
but at
least I'm
consistent

take the
first step
that's all
it takes

you know
it's just
a symbol right?
I don't
actually need it

I know
I just
want to
make today
good so
the bad
fades away

it's like
a long
drive
with the
windows always
down
champagne and
chicken nuggets

I'll be
there for
you at
your bleary-eyed
worst

again in
the morning
carrying the
weight of
your heavy
eyes you
look up
at the
lavender sky

slip away
quietly then
I can
know your
heart better

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Verbs~


never underestimate
the stimulating
effect of
a fresh environment
a deviation of
routine

try using
sentences
with verbs
I'm so tired
deep in
my bones

wait a tick
I'm on
the mend
it won't
be perfect
but it
will be
an action

I do
what I
can  from
where I am

taking the
opportunity to
learn take
one action
and cover it up
with another one
words cool
cold disconnect

think of
me whenever
you can
catch your
breath undefined
but real

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Trolley~


idle wings
can't be
good for me
so let's
call it
what it is

you're the
horseradish in
my marinade
as the
day's
yawn and stretch

changing the
winds I
step out
of my line

can we
have a
greasy breakfast
on the couch?

letting my
mind wonder
this superb
sensation of
trying to
go back to
my life
it is
impossible possible

these ginger
candies are
intense feels
like I
might be
going off
my trolley

I didn't want to
tell you
what I
was thinking
because your
mind goes
off in
every direction

what a
delightful initiative
it was
cheers how
intoxicating the
smell is like
electric violets
whispers of
icy comfort

same day
different shoes
~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Stars~


the stars light up night
the teapot cries out
uncommonly good

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Friday, November 9, 2018

~Midnight~


I feel
like French
curtains, white
airy thing's
that smell
of flowers
because I
can hang

I need
to peel the
wallpaper
see what's
underneath
the noise

you would
say I'm exceptional
say it
so easy
I believe it

I'm designed
to relay on
my dreams
even though
scars remain

the stars
start falling
outside on
the street

close says
shadows
it's always been
uneven wanting

tremendous trembling
in the dust
groceries and flowers
on a passing bus
that seems nice
midnight surprise
hats off
to you sir

a breath
needs to
help the fire
a warm,
glowing smile
is a waking fantasy

why didn't
you tell
me about
this superb
sensation of
getting back
to my life
possible and
impossible
tantalizing balance

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Juggle~


the sweetness
and sharpness
of turbulence
this house
was never
noisy
so why
does it
feel lonely
without you?

it takes
courage to
juggle heartache
dreams on hold

it's your
grief, darling
don't let
anyone tell
you how
to do it

coffee beans
on a tray
pungent perfume
lights up
the dark corners

the moon
is pale
and weeping
round and low
let's go
a wonder
walk

nothing great
happens when
you hold back
don't be
shy, sugar
and a dream

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Chocolate Concha~


chocolate concha
dissolves in
my mouth
like sugar water
in the
lingering morning

I'd take
another breath
and let
the sun
on my
skin lingering

all I
crave is
warm smile
a wondering
and open heart

brilliance
not a
single string
of my
heart was
unstrung
give to get
that's the
real secret
of life

all the
different colors
are fascinating
looking at
all the
small thing's
how everything
blends together

what is
strange about
time is
it's open
yet closed

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Words~


twinkle, twinkle
little star
so I can
know where
you are
gleaming, luminous
like sky snow

the ring
lost it's
shine tarnished,
rose deception
as you
get older,
you think
relationships will
get easier
but they won't
just more
doubt and
insecurity
because you
know more words

just a
game of
who will
cry first
but I'll
still help
your burdens

nice stay
there's a
great breeze
a crisp
sweetness in
the air
fades too soon
uncommonly good
but changing

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Spirited Discourse~


spend some
damn time
with m
you can't
live with
just practicality

spirited discourse
can lead
to real
solutions, or
I'm kidding
just a
bunch of
lunatics screaming
at each other

way too
happy on
a wreaking
ball we
all fall
or a end
but
its how
you get
up that
shows who
you are

a kaleidoscope
of pitfalls
and satin sighs
try to
change my
tune

my spicy
little eadmame
this is the
the moment
an beginning
or ending
but both
are are
a beautiful unfolding

even the
birds outside
want to
get it
started, it's
a spectacular
dawn even
though
I'm not
a morning person
clear and dark
that all
the city's
lights twinkle
foggy fireflies
the sun's
orange fingers
reach out
to grasp

I ask
you to
forgive
me for
letting uncertainty
get the
better
of me

when all
I really wanted
to do
with you
was run
with you
through a
puddle again

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

~Counts~

I talk
to bacon
because bacon
can keep
a secret

covers feel
like a cheese
lasagna comfprt
at night
when everything
is quiet
and dark

the best
and worst
things happen
in shadow

I am me
banged up
imperfect but
I won't
live in shame

there is
no shadow
you can't
light up
for me
a smile
among the din
background noise
and lies

I don't
want to
be a
ghost to
you, I
want
to be
the real
thing, fade
in when I
take a breath

illuminate it
some call
it magic
some call it
fate, either
way you
define it
it ends
up in
the same place

you're a
sneaky one
but I
prefer romantic
but I
prefer romantic
better get
going, you're
going to
be late

I'm going
to let you
in on
a little
secret. people
can show
you whatever
they want
but it's how
they make
you feel
that counts

Cheetos are sadness
that's the
problem with
a great
love, pretty
good doesn't
cut it

don't clap
for me
I'm not
dancing

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Sleeping~

"Without you, I was
broken, but I'd rather
be broke with you
by my side."-Jack Johnson

sweet escape
always has
a familiar taste

it was
another sweet
dream, sometimes
I wish
I could go
on sleeping

my rose-colored
glasses fell
off, my fingers
try to
keep their touch

then the
breeze goes
I'm treading water

being picky
is just
knowing you
deserve something
great

I am
getting off
the wrong track
and getting
on the
right track

all by
myself, I'm
here again
I didn't
preheat the
oven on purpose
listen to
the sound
of my
heartbeat

even though
the lies
are
strong
it's just
a sinking
ship if
it's pretend

a breath
is just a
whisper against
the moon

I am
stepping
outside
of the
moonlight to
get into
the right place

all I
can hear
now is
the words
I can't say

out of
place, silver
lining of
dawn, only
silence stays

Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Chasm~

"I woke up
between memory
and a dream"-Tom Petty

I stumbled
across an angel
more then
then I deserve
everything I need
gentle as
a dove
fair as
a Lilly

even though
the wings
are bent
they're still
not broken
I know
where I
want to be
I'll wait
ever patiently

footprints pattern
the sand
never knowing
what there
is to find

time is
moving slow
but this
chaos is
designed for me
even though
I refuse
desire never
really leaves

this chasm
is dark
but there's
still a
light glowing

~Sarah Mahina Calvello