Wednesday, May 12, 2021

~Morning~

 Through the cracks

looking at lightening 

where the light bends


birds lingering

in the lightest blue sky

stark against

the dark trees


early morning air

smells like

freshly bottled water

  crisp dream


seems like

a magic time

between time

and I am suspended

the quiet corners

where hope

hides


by Sarah Mahina Calvello

~New Garden~for Tom


Pages of books Make way For better days Though torn and frayed I wonder If we’re Going anywhere This life Isn’t tangible It really isn’t Here’s to The moment Drink it in Like fine wine The moment When I built A new garden As the shadows grew long To mark The passing time Stones in the path Like secrets Wind around Mismatched grasses Contained Yet wild The two purples Of the Japanese iris Petals like beautiful, Crumbled paper An open shell statue That water passes through Misbehaving in The mid morning sun I don’t sleep well lately Days and nights Blend together In a kaleidoscope fog I would be doing better If there was a break in between There’s are no highs Without lows Isn’t that A gas? Sarah Mahina Calvello

Wednesday, March 17, 2021

~Peony 2~

 Peonies 

A hot cup of tea 

A warm hug

Like the sweetest 

Of ribbons

That’s for me

The key 

To happiness

Is a breath

Of fresh air

Alone


Rain clatters

On the backyard window 

Like soft glass 

There are

No highs 

Without lows

Isn’t that a gas?


Quiet willows

Brush the cold glass

Like hushed laughter 

Across honey fragile 

Marmalade skies


Twilight starts

A prelude 

To the moon’s comfort 

You miss the light

In hindsight 

My secrets

Come out

Like water

Like the finest wine


It was

An autumn moon

The truest blue

Makes me

Miss you 


Sarah Mahina Calvello

Saturday, March 13, 2021

~Peonies~

 It was

An Autumn moon

The truest blue

Makes me

Miss you


Peonies

A hot cup of tea

A warm hug

Like the sweetest

Of ribbons

That’s for me

The key

To happiness

Is a breath 

Of air 

Alone


Twilight starts

A prelude 

To the moon’s comfort

You miss the light 

In hindsight

My secrets

Come out

Like water

Like the finest wine


Rain clatters

On the backyard window

Like soft glass

There are 

No highs

Without lows

Isn’t that

A gas?


Quiet willows 

Brush the

Cold glass

Like hushed laughter

Across honey,

Marmalade skies


~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Thursday, February 18, 2021

~Dappled~

 Outside, the sky is dappled

The clouds are dark and swirl

Like a river rock

Like a secret


Trying to forgive

And forget

Closer to the sun

Ever-reaching out

To empty space


Curved pieces of ice hang

Changing in the midmorning sky

It just goes

On and on


A startling dream

Between green pines

Almost black

Leaning against

The pale sky


The smell of fresh moving water

Soundless glass

Slowly accepting

Things I can’t change 

A place

Where time

Can wash

It all away


Twists and turns 

Were supposed 

To go through

Little wonders

Of moments

That hang

In the air


There’s always

Love to repair

Trying to see

What lies beyond

The busy streets

of life


~Sarah Mahina Calvello

~Honey~

 i heard birds outside

The sweet kind

I’ve never heard them so clear

Airy and bouncing

Back and forth

Echoing 

against echo


I kept looking for

A sign of you

In the sunlit clouds

In the jade leaves 

Of the morning


But it was meant

To be kept a secret

Hidden chimes

To break through

The faltering gray


Approach, honey sound

You are

My silver lining

To lighten 

These dreary days

Restless days,

But with 

A strange radiance

About this

Mismatched chaos


A sparkle

Can only sparkle so much

Before it burns out


I’m just trying

To hold onto 

Whatever sparkle

I can keep for my own


A slow burn

Sheltered from

This storm


~Sarah Mahina Calvello

Wednesday, January 27, 2021

~Sway~

 rain falls

an echo 

of an echo

a midnight laugh\

a light touch

to haunt 

the memory


the road

is long

there are no highs

without the lows

I'll take 

what I

can get

under the

floating honey sky


closing my eyes

to feel the moment

ir's just another 

mad day

and a face

you thought

you knew


tonight

fells good

on my skin

rose wine

wrapping it

in a bag

for later

celebration for onto savor

and smile at


I still

have my dreams 

to hold onto

near sleepy flowers

crisp and white\

shivering and nodding


on the edge

of something 

the kind 

of love

that leaves a mark

making the whole

world sway


Sarah Mahina Calvello