Sarah Flanigan - Poetry Simply Put

Closed in. Trapped. Craving space.
Craving quiet. Lonely.
So tired.

Unwanted. Cold. I shiver in the sun.

A cliche. Past its prime. out of sync with the rest.

Lost in a sea of tumult.
Turbulence.
Beyond the bend of agreement.
Gnawing at the edges of rational thinking.

Empty

What lies inside?
Not safe to go there.

I am the debris
of an exploded star.
Gravity pulls but doesn’t capture
the spray of particles
that hover and dance away in approach.

Nerves jitter and jag
Flop me - a lifeless puppet
soul drifting toward no space, no time, no thing.

Alone. Always alone.
Distant. Disconnected.
Passing time with cigarettes and
desperation (dispair-ation?).

Friends wear foreign faces.
Home is a closed door.
I am invisible.

copyright 2009

Tags: dark, original poetry, Poetry, secrets

cigarettes & cell phones
sultry summer sky
random thoughts
of filmy futures
followed the butterfly’s
path of
lazy nectar search

basketball hoops
snoring dogs
i slept in today
and the world
didn’t stop
the silence
was comfort

my mind
hummed soft
in pastel colours
and gentle souls
flitted by in
mutual affirmations

time does not
touch me today
the sun freckles
my shoulders
and birds
have their own
language
that whispers
to children
& oldsters
as it dances
past on
the breeze

copyright 2009

Tags: Life, original poetry, secrets

the silence of the snow
remembers me
and carries me back
to you - to us - to then

the icy dreams
scratch at my soul
freeze frame moments

that land in frosty dreams
and melt then
in morning light

words and photo - copyright 2009

Tags: original poetry, snow

The night is open
to spring air and starlight
jasmine scents
and running water

Cigarettes in the dark
ice cubes rattle
in upheld glass
melt in silence

Dogs roam
sharing sentry
standing watch
beneath a hidden moon

copyright 2009

Tags: night