Sarah Flanigan - Poetry Simply Put

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I can think of no one better to spend the day with at the museum. Bonjour!

sarah

 I love museums on the weekend. Don’t you? Enjoy.

sarah

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I love going to the museum on Saturdays, don’t you?

sarah

“Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own instead of someone else’s.”

– Billy Wilder

Billy Wilder, the Austrian-American film director who gave us classic films like the farcical Some Like It Hot and the sardonic Sunset Boulevard,  as well as The Lost Weekend, The Apartment, Double Indemnity, Stalag 17, Witness for the Prosecution and many more.

 His, was a true rags-to-riches success story. Born in 1906 in the Austria-Hungarian empire, he fled the Nazi regime in 1934, arriving in Los Angeles with $11 and speaking almost no English. By the 1950’s, he had become one of Hollywood’s greatest directors, directing more than 60 films. He won six Oscars and the National Medal of Honor. He died in 2002.

If you have never had the pleasure of watching any of his many movies, do yourself a favor and rent a few of them. This man was a true writer and knew his craft. Watch his movies, read the scripts and study them - he has much to teach us.

Sarah 

Not long ago, my buddy Evyl did a really fun post that linked to a quiz which would tell you just how scary you are. Sadly, I discovered I was not scary at all. In fact, it said I was sweet. (boring!) But of course Evyl scored very high on the scary meter (lucky bastard). We got to talking and we thought we’d do our own little test of sorts.

Word association. He came up with a list and I came up with a list. You can see Evyl’s list with my word association and his and below is mine. Remember, I’m sweet and he’s scary. LOL.

Court
Sarah says: Woo me like no other.
Evyl says: The stuffy building where the judge bangs the gavel and says ‘ One more outburst and I will gag you like transvestite bondage queen.’

Line
Sarah says: Dialogue at its best.
Evyl says: What you use to pick up loose women at a seedy bar. Such as ‘Do you have a mirror in your panties because I can see myself in them.’

Paisley
Sarah says: Pattern that is thankfully no longer fashionable.
Evyl says: Isn’t that the pattern you get with Dollar Store Boxer Shorts?

Revile
Sarah says: Hatred from my deepest darkest places.
Evyl says: The emotion shared by all my ex-girlfriends.

Body
Sarah says: The home in which our spirits live.
Evyl says: A good quality to have in beer and women. Too thin and you have lite beer and bony chicks but a good full body and you have Guiness and one hell of a woman.

So, are you sweet or scary? It’s a fun question to ponder.

Sarah

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I thought this was cleverly and very well done. I hope you enjoy it.

sarah

Passing through
along the same road
for a time
sharing what is real
between us

What is important now
like orbs of light
joining
into a figure eight

Then separating
to go on to galaxies
at opposite ends
of the universe.

Copyright 2006

You may have noticed that I have a rather limited blogroll - it’s true, I have. It is intentional on my part - though there are many blogs I visit in my travels and many I truly enjoy - for this blog I wanted to keep the blogroll small and limited to writers who write from the heart. Each and every one of these wonderful writers brings something unique to the table and I respect and admire their ability to communicate. Because writing really is about communication and the essence of same.

So let me introduce them to you, please.

Spasmically Perfect, spaz for short, has a truly unique view of the world and paints that view beautifully with her poetry and astute observations of the human condition. Her power is in her quiet approach and diligent probe of life as she sees it.

Mark of Chronicles of Mark has a wry sense of humor and his haikus are exquisette microcosms of life.

Jennifer of Welcome to my Shoe writes with an open and honest heart and I dare you to read her work and leave unchanged - it is impossible. I promise.

Flight Pattern writes with the beauty of broken glass, sharp, yet sparkling. Honest and sometimes difficult to read because of that brutal realness she brings.

David at davidbdale writes 300 word novels that will pull you into a world that is a combination of Thurber, John Irving and Mr. Rogers.

Natural High at Living Life Fully, writes precisely of just that - living your life fully. She sees and writes with technocolor, crystal clarity of the wonder of life and if you’re ever in need of a shot in the psyche, pay her a visit for she will surely give it to you.

Alison at Tears in the Rain is naked in the vulnerability of her work. No holds barred, no feeling hidden or unfelt. A pleasure to read and a truly beautiful soul to know.

Kelly at No Regrets is alive and vibrant and better than a cup of extra shot espresso - you never know what she’ll come up with but she will happily have you tagging along in her adventures, writing them as they happen. Like a big bright smile that warms and delights.

A-Mum at Nanny’s Nook is just simply a kick in the pants. She writes anything and everything that comes into her mind - always says what she thinks and will likely have you on the floor laughing before you know what has hit you.

Evyl at From Evyl with Love is bawdy, funny, visceral, enigmatic, charming, scary and brutally frank. You will never be the same after visiting him and you’d not want to be either.

And finally, Michael at Smoke and Mirrors - he is everything that is in your heart - everything you feel and wish you could say and the soul you wish you could be. And his writing will change you, deeply, and in ways you never imagined.

Please, if you haven’t, do visit all of these amazing writers. If you do, I know you will come to love them just as I have.

Much Love,

Sarah

Caught in a fancy
of daydreams and chances
trapped in a vision
of you.

Dazed with the dancing
of heart strings and stanzas
and perfect clear-sky
of blue.

I want an answer
to the question I’ve asked
I’m out on the edge
of my dreams

Is it perchance sir
that you’re on the last
of your many magnificent
streams?

We wear our masks
and join in the folly
of those who need
nothing more.

Artistic our tasks
but constant we’re calling
for angels to walk through
our doors.

Send me your secret
give me your story
I’ll keep it safe
to the last.

I’ll make words befit
your pain and your glory
and together we’ll
forget the past.

Copyright 2006