Cups or hot cider
Wreaths of ivy on the door
to warm the chill
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
In the early hours
Thoughts devour and consume
Tea warms the shadows
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
A warming surprise
A thermos of cocoa on a
Snow-filled frosted day
~Sarah Mahina Calvello, to my father
Everyone
Decides it's time for french toast
Winter storms approach
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Some butter Chicken
Mixed with Rice at velvet night
with someone special
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
🌧️🍂The morning watching
Sherlock Holmes with Earl Gray
Lulling rainy day🍂🌧️
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
🍂🍷Drinking some more wine
While making a Christmas cake
What a nifty trick!🍂🍷
~Sarah Mahina Calvelllo
Fresh spiced gingerbread
Mixed with chronic back pain
Just so bittersweet!
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Fresh rain kissed morning
Means more snails on vibrant
Sun dappled leaves
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Lillac trees stretching
Against a marbled skyline
Stress free midday walk
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
There’s a strange beauty
Feeling school yard birds alone
Only warm pavement
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Socks and gingerbread
in warm,happy solitude
To harold Christmas
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Candlelight table
Flickers and illuminates
The cornered shadows
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
mockingbird at dawn
cajoles the moon from the sky
chatting the sun up
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Sky stretching outward ,
Reflecting in each others eyes
Lavender twilight
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
all these colors
combed and spun
into fine spirals
of cotton candy
dying the sky
with a stretching sigh
morning rose
covers everything
with a patient brightness
another day
of rise and fall
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
leaning out the window
wind caressing your hair
as we pass
winding roads
and open spaces
I learned
to feel happy
on these family drives
we sang old Beatles song's
and laughed
mustard flowers brushing us carefully
as we walked by
lingering on sand
dunes of ice plants
with our picnic lunches
bending to the winds call
~Sarah Mahina Calvello (1996)
wanting to go home
longing toward that place
now only remembered
still,I see the horizon
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
won't get pulled back in
waking up, breathing newfound
like a cracked and worn shoe
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
strawberry muffins with strong coffee
quiet moments
in changing light
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
twilight is my favorite time of day
when crickets start chirping soft
and sweet with their little song
when the moon comes out like a
shimmering diamond in the blue blanket
her children.
it all disappears into a swirling mist
~Sarah Mahina Calvello (1996)
the Spring rain
which hangs to the branches
looks like pearls
threaded on a string
~Sarah Mahina Calvello (1996)
Winding highway in your eyes
it wasn't supposed to be this way
moving on under autumn stars
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
it's an extra shot kind of day
coffee Monday
clouds of big coats in motion
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
funny what you remember
crhrysanthemums in water as perfume
trees sway gently
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Hanson sodas
laughing in my grandmas pool
night jasmine hangs
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
forget-me-knots
redwood air turning cold
hot chocolate to warm hands
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
I see the silver lining
it looks good on you
French lavender afternoons
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
scones with honey
flowers on the table
birds on a spring breeze
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
couldn't find my watch
searching high and low. I assumed
that time had marched on
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
she looks at you
with old eyes in a young face
the bus is here
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Published somewhere
the first day of spring
scrambled egg and toast,
coffee for breakfast
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
one of the best feelings
a dog choosing to say hello
in the misty gray
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Christmas preparation
spiced ginger biscuits
smells like magic
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
outside the window
the garden lies in disarray
with it's mismatches secrets
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
Strawberries muffins with strong coffee
quiet moments
in changing light
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
dark rye bread
peach jelly to welcome the morning
a new day begins
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
Bear Creek Haiku
missing you
life is a chessboard
you're four days away
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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