Sunday, April 16, 2017

~Missed~


you have escaped
the cage
your wings
are stretched out
now fly


I just saw
an Egyptian angel
but she
was tethered


I got lost
blue coral
eyes
I drowned
I faltered
breath
of heartbeat
skipped


been here
Too few years
to be gone
touch me
again


staring
something
you can't touch

sooner
or later
it’s over
but I don’t
want to
miss
who you are


I just
want you
to know
who I am

the stars
are singing
if you listen carefully
all
that glitters
isn’t gold

go for
the moon
Now and then
there’s a light
in the darkness


pay
more attention
to silence
it vibrates
among the
echo’s


I look behind
and after
find that all is right

in my
deepest sorrows
there is
a flicker
of light

You take it too far
You think a princess
Is treated bad


come up
with more
things I said
shoot an apple
off my head


confusion
never stops
cursed opportunities
ticking clocks


you're the angel
I was supposed to see
to walk


have a good Friday
he walked away
chuckling low

I could
never figure
out why
Good Friday
was good
If it marks death


makes me wonder
what a bad Friday
would look like
You looked at me
with your
upturned mouth
and soft eyes


it’s because
you are
you hugged me
in the wind
and thanked me


you only need
the light
when it’s burning
low


just because
I haven’t lived
through the same
hand that’s been
dealt to you
doesn’t make
it any less


sometimes
good intentions
don’t come
across so well
I wish
the fruit
could be
always summer
and ripe


blackberry
and spinach
memories
comfort
shadows


always
a pace
are two
steps
ahead
we are
orphans of
the storm


the white trumpets
of flowers climb


thanks for
          making me
smile 
ever swiftly moving
trying to escape
this desire

~Sarah Mahina Calvello~

Thursday, April 13, 2017

~Angel~



I need another story
need something
that I can
confess

just been
on the brink
too many
secrets

It's never me,
and yet it's always me.
straight
to the heat
of your
skin

I just
saw an angel
but she was
tethered
I got lost
blue
coral eyes

I drowned
I faltered
breath
my heartbeat
skipped
staring
at something
you can't touch

believe
in yourself
rest is
up to you
life's
beautiful being ugly
I have wheels
you have
to let me roll

silence
is as deep
the ocean
speech
is as shallow
as time
squinting
into the
sun after
waiting so long
to be
discovered

show me
your full moon
when you lose,
do not lose
the lesson

plums
cold it might
be stained
it might be
cracked
but I was
saving them
so we could
share them
over a better
path

but the clouds are rolling
and remain
With
the shadows
your descent

when you
fall through
life remember this,
fall forward
gilded
glowing

aches
and learns
to live

if no one
sees
you cry
you could
say it's
raining outside
what if
the moment
escapes you
in a split-second
you focus
even though
the moment
never comes

I will come
and sit by you
while you’re
sleeping
and dream
with you

raise a stone
for all to see
runes carved
in memory
It's so easy
to say no
to strings
when you
are attached

Saturday, April 8, 2017

~Curtains~



The lilacs hang
Heavy
and suspended
Ripe purple honey
It’s not
Like a recollection
Or even
A memory
It’s a
Wanting
A aching

a little bit
Stuck
in the middle,
life is
a game
love is
a riddle,
I just need
to relax
and enjoy
the show.

I’m so scared
but I don’t show it.
Roses, ashes, and wine
I feel
As suspended
As the lilacs
Sick and tired
Of this
Mad
Desire
fluttering

Is there a chance
you might
change your mind?
Or are we
all ashes in white
Same old empty
feeling in my heart,
too fast that fades
like a heartbeat

But there
are some
nice highways
By protecting
my heart truly
I got lost in the sound
I have to break
my own fall
somehow
Subconscious
Is just
a hidden memory
You don’t owe
me anything
You paid me
in memories

Somewhere far down
You follow
me home still
the instinct
is to create
meaning
when there is none
we lie
Reality
and fantasy
aren't
mutually exclusive,
they don't
Exist
in the same space
It’s just one
of those days
Too many frills
and not enough
flowers

When the world
stops burning
that's when
the world stopped turning
Is it wrong to cross this line?
Sunset
the water
Is glass
it's religious

Something real
But just
Out of touch
Falling
In gravity

I do desire
We become
Better strangers
Don’t put
Up your
Curtains

~Sarah Mahina Calvello~