Oct 09 2008

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sarah flanigan

Pieces of you

Posted at 4:58 pm under Love, Poetry, joy, my heart

Old trees and mountains
wise and timeless
Pick up trucks and road trips
of dusty meanderings
The magic light that
paints the image
Evening rains that sing
me to sleep
Morning sun that lifts
me from dreams
Railroad tracks and roadmaps
treasures that hide in the woods,
waiting
The sky from your eyes
the quiet you give
the breeze that knows
your name

copyright 2008

6 responses so far

6 Responses to “Pieces of you”

  1. Redon 10 Oct 2008 at 5:07 am 1

    Niiiice, Sarah. Nice.

    I love this feeling:
    Evening rains that sing
    me to sleep
    Morning sun that lifts
    me from dreams

    red darling,
    so nice to see you here. i love those feelings too. :)
    sarah

  2. Dion 10 Oct 2008 at 3:25 pm 2

    Pick up trucks and road trips
    of dusty meanderings.

    This is a lovely poem sarah.This writing smells pretty dusky to me. Yes it has a dusky smell to it.

    Thank you for the fragrence

    Love
    Di

    hi darling di,
    yes it is a wonderful fragrance, isn’t it?
    love
    sarah

  3. Cynthiaon 11 Oct 2008 at 9:34 am 3

    A lulling, sensual ode to Nature. Enjoyed.

    hello cynthia,
    yes, nature is a lovely thing - isn’t it. as well as what comes naturally to us.
    sarah

  4. kayleeon 12 Oct 2008 at 11:30 pm 4

    This touched my heart in a good way :)

    hello kaylee,
    mine too, dear, mine too. :)
    sarah

  5. Kimon 13 Oct 2008 at 7:35 am 5

    One of the things I love most about poetry is the moment. It’s one moment. Just one, where a poet feels something, hears something, sees something, learns something either about life in general or themselves. You’ve captured your moment so well. Described it eloquently. Beautiful. “the breeze that knows your name”. Fabulous.
    Kim

    hello my friend,
    i was just thinking of you - nice that you heard me. :)
    wow kim, your comment is like a little poem in itself. in fact, i think it’s inspiring a poem right now. thank you for always saying the best things.
    love
    sarah

  6. michaelmon 13 Oct 2008 at 6:43 pm 6

    I agree with all comments; these words just make you feel intrinsically good.
    Evening rains that sing
    me to sleep

    It doesn’t get any better than that . . .
    (called you Sas in my last comment. the nickname for my oldest daughter, Sorry)
    Thanks, Sarah
    ~m

    hi michael,
    no, i guess it doesn’t get any better than that, does it. ;)

    i don’t mind for a moment that you called sas - it was sweet actually because i know where it came from. thank you.

    sarah

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