All These Colors

 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

Driving Down Pescadero, poem

 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

 wanting to go home 

longing toward that place

now only remembered

still,I see the horizon

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Newfound

 won't get  pulled back in 

waking up, breathing newfound 

like a cracked and worn shoe

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Sweetness

words unspoken

sometimes you need that sweetness

when night turns into morning sun

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Quiet Moments

 strawberry muffins with strong coffee

quiet moments

in changing light

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Bear Creek Haiku 

Twilight

 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)