outside my window
it's all
colors and disarray
with it's mismatched secrets
forgotten dreams
watercolor sky
lonely and alive
a broken heart
that's been loved
today, the dishes lay unused
supermarket flowers
half empty coffee cups
lay skewed
birds sachet by
bidding time
until sunset
warm sweaters
and contemplation
happy, warm drinks
to liven the senses
remember,
don't cry when I'm gone
the path always winds back again
time ticks by
it's all relative
sighs and sounds like waves
electric skies
make way for birds to come
for something better
memories
soft and wild
sugar-fine but complex
come into color
to dream about
Sarah Mahina Calvello
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