~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.~

~The bus~

the bus

by Sarah Mahina Calvello

heading home

in the cold

feeling low

blind drifts of vapor flew

can’t look up

its just too much

too disheveled

blue trees

of dark lace

the cold silver windows

of the bus

I can almost see the circles

of my breath

a young man

with round quiet eyes

brown and closed

sandy blond hair under a flat tan hat

he sets the wooden harpsichord

on his lap

in one motion

of jagged knobs

and smooth wood

not looking at anything

except at what is in his hands

fingers jumping and weaving in a calming trance

nothing haunts us like the things we dont say

your jade eyes are dangerous

he said

traces of breath

do their airy dance

with a shy sideways smile

white star lights

shimmer down the highway

sometimes it takes sadness

to appreciate happiness

noise to appreciate silence

and absence to value presence

~Storm Text~by Sarah Mahina Calvello

the sky is beautiful today

something is coming

cold and restless sky

rest up and keep warm

cuddle pillows and tea

the relaxing smoky hug lingers

it’s coming

dark and angry

the storm of change

the intensity of the moment

hot cocoa for you

cold cocoa forme

exhausted after a long day

danger is everywhere

even in the sky

but don't go chasing it

just follow the twists and turns

that winds down

to my heart

you won’t get lost

in my arms

because I’ll hold you close

~Birds~

~Birds 2~

~by Sarah Mahina Calvello~

everyday passes by

and you can barely see

huddled within yourself

layers upon feathery layer

a folded winter flower

thick and cold with wear

you’ve missed so many birds

bare and black

on whispers of gray branches

icey circles in the cold gray

you wait

almost not knowing

what for anymore

hold onto the good

and let go of the bad

like breathing

like something more

a liquid sigh trembles

in the drowsy shadows

~2 Dollar Coffee Revised~

~2 Dollar Coffee~

~by Sarah Mahina Calvello~

2 dollar coffee

alone with my dancing thoughts

brown leaves

under my feet

and hanging bells

of white flowers

stain the air

brown knobs of branches

undressing themselves

bark hanging in the wind and trembling

the branches curves around each other

a secret hug

in icey swirls

and cold twists

and curves

against the gray blue

another cup of coffee

is another smile

a hint of something better

that will play on your face

for awhile

another book

dark blue paper cup

like a abandoned bookmark

on the sidewalk

a place where you were

a reflection

of nothingness

that has so much value

shadows of blackbirds

arch in the distance

color the street with quiet dust

~2 Dollar Coffee~

2 dollar coffee

alone with my dancing thoughts

brown leaves

under my feet

and hanging bells

of white flowers

stain the air

brown knobs of branches

undressing themselves

bark hanging in the wind and trembling

the branches curves around each other

a secret hug

in icy swirls

and cold twists

and curves

against the gray blue

another cup of coffee

is another smile

a hint of something better

that will play on your face

for awhile

another book

dark blue paper cup

like a abandoned bookmark

on the sidewalk

a place where you were

a reflection

of nothingness

that has so much value

~Grandpa~

~Grandpa~ by Sarah Calvello you made it look so easy everyday was amazing and new like the orbs of fruit you placed in my hand curling my fingers around it the greatest and simplist gift you could have offered  me meant the most the air burnt and swirling           But you will rise like the Phoenix does           ya you can kiss my ashes           You will rise like the Phoenix does           Leaving dust behind you           So you can think of what you’ve done          Whatever you do do it well         do it well, no hiding         those were last words to me         It's like your checking that I'm abiding         Your last words ring true         But I don't know how you meant it         I don't know if you had faith in me         but from now on they're cemented in my memory         and I will go on my merry way         The sunrise always will rise in the morning        I can go on now        moving on without hesitation       arise you army just waiting there       arise without hesitation        remember my words well      remember what I teach you      my words will weigh heavy      I might be here today But I might be here tomorrow      you made it look so easy