Archive for the 'time in a bottle' Category

Dec 03 2009

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sarah flanigan

My Ghosts

ghosts, poetry, sarahflanigan.com

They gather and
scratch at the edges
and doors of my dreams
Slipping through the
cracks and crevices
blocking the light
bringing the dark
and the Doubts

And I comfort
the useless,
worthless
frightened me
Tell her to
be brave –
that it’s just a
dream
And dreams can
be chased
by the light of
day.
But she doesn’t
believe me
and keeps a
watchful eye
on the Moon.

Copyright 2009

4 responses so far

Nov 22 2009

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sarah flanigan

Hello is Goodbye

hello-goodbye, poetry, sarahflanigan.com

When hello is goodbye
I chase after them
to be my friends
I let go and there
is nothing there
I fall and no one
catches me

When I love you
is I hate you
betrayal is an odd
acquaintance
Doubt is the daily
drink
Confusion guides
all decisions

When the past
is your comfort
the eyes miss
the moment
the now slips by
unnoticed
and tears
never stop

copyright 2009

4 responses so far

Jul 30 2009

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sarah flanigan

Senses

the senses, poetry, sarah flanigan, dark thoughts

 

I cannot see
the forest for the trees
my vision obscures
the leaves encroach

I cannot hear
the truth in the clamour
my heart is a drum
my ears eat the thunder

I cannot taste
the tears of victory
my mouth will not open
my appetite absconds

I cannot touch
the stars that entice
my path eludes me
my darkness leads

I cannot smell
the roses that beg pause
my words are thorns
my thoughts black earth

I cannot know
what refuses to be known
my mind is a question
the answers refuse

copyright 2009

4 responses so far

Jul 14 2009

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sarah flanigan

Why?

why, love, questions, broken heart

Why?
is my question
Why?
is the answer
I need
Why?
is what keeps me
in bondage
Why?
keeps me awake
and asking
Why?
is what I will
never know

copyright 2009

One response so far

Jul 06 2009

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sarah flanigan

Only

imperfect, love, love poem, broken heart

You only wanted me
until you had me
until I said yes
until I was yours
forever

You only loved me
from very afar
at arm’s length
in your mind
from the world of what if?

You only touched me
when I wasn’t there
when I couldn’t respond
when it no longer mattered

You only needed me
until I needed you
until I reached out
until I proved imperfect
flawed
and unlovable

copyright 2009

4 responses so far

Jun 11 2009

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sarah flanigan

Where? is Home

home-bw, homeless, insecurity, broken heart

Broken sleep
dreams deprived
of dimension
Looking for home
I want to go home
Where is home?

Mind aims askew
time ticks away
Focus lost
Looking for home
I want to go home
Where is home?

Mistakes logged
no do-overs
doomed to the future
Looking for home
I want to go home
Where is home?

Wandering soul
seeking the safe
any open door
Looking for home
I want to go home
Where is home?

words & image copyright 2009

5 responses so far

May 25 2009

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sarah flanigan

Crave

woman-in-cage-bw, dark poetry, lonliness, fear of the future

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

7 responses so far

May 19 2009

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sarah flanigan

2dAy

everything-044

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

3 responses so far

May 10 2009

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sarah flanigan

Snow…

more-snow009

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

2 responses so far

May 08 2009

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sarah flanigan

Night

moon-dreems

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

One response so far

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