one of the
hardest lessons is to
be patient
when becoming
something you've never been
circles of mist
linger around us
the trembling afterglow
it's so so cold
all I want now
is a cup of coffee
to melt myself
fate does have a way
of sticking it's foot out
and tripping you up
raspberries in maple syrup
warm up
my memories
solid and sure
a shawl
that I can
wrap around
my shoulders
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
taking a few detours
a few detours
in this mystery road
of life
but never
really getting lost
always finding
my way back
this morning,
I sang with a crow
outside my window
Bob Dylan
Boots of Spanish Leather
under the wildflower sky
as long as I'm alive,
I'll know you
there's a comfort
in that
you save me
cookies for my coffee
most of the time
so I guess
you're forgiven
when the days
are unfolding
not afraid
of the busy confusion
detected
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
time passes
like water
playing over rocks
wayward trees
in a lonely garden
feeling pulled
in one direction
but still resisting
no compromise
can't give into
the shiny people
shashaying by
flowers sleep
in forgotten warmth
leaved start to fall
tangled and weary
spilling into
their own sillhoettes
the deepest blue
of shadows
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Delicate icy,
Dangling teardrops
Of trees
Falling forward
Only to unbend
Up again
Sparkling like
Sweetly cut glass
Hope crystalizes
Among the
Quiet blue silhouettes
Hazy cold
Blending into nothing
But vapor
Kona coffee
With chunky sweaters
Whip cream
The little things
To make a good morning
It’s never too late
To do the right thing
I like that
After all,
We’re all trying
To fight through
The monotony
Of routine
Flowers sleep
In forgotten warmth
Leaves starts to fall
