Sarah Flanigan - Poetry Simply Put

Green tomatoes wait
glorious globes born of earth
dream of red glory.

copyright 2007

Stupid terrorist
Doesn’t know modern weapons
Don’t heed religion.

copyright 2007

Jane Eyre’s heart of love
Carried his soul always near
But love betrayed her.

copyright 2007

A face looks out
at me
through the paint
that demonstrates it’s
image

And the longer
I look at it
the clearer it becomes
And the clearer it becomes

the more I wonder
who the face
belongs to

copyright 2006

Let me be Nothing
floating free in timeless Eternity
Let me be a Universe
shining like a Gold Charm in space

I have seen the face of
God
and He has smiled at me
I have seen Angels’ wings
and heard the music
their harps sing…

I have watched
and waited to
be saved
I have hoped
and prayed
help would come…

I have spent Lifetimes
counting Time
passing by
becoming more
becoming less

© 2006

Sometimes I’m a
lonely child
and I wonder
from where
I came…
trying so hard
to come only
from myself
and so
by myself
I am…
distant and
discontented

Wondering
what the why
is
what the
where
and what for…
turning inward
I look for
an answer
Looking outward
for relief…
aimlessly wandering
the path of
my experiences
But they do not help…

Sometimes…
I’m looking for wisdom
I haven’t yet
gained
Yearning for
freedom
of invisible chains…

Sometimes I’m a
lonely child
feeling I’m the
only one…
looking about
looking above
my undaunting search
for the peace
of spirit
that someone said was there…

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The wars have been long
the battles endless…
Through it all
the light
that has kept
my soul in flight
has been
but the thought of you.
The certainty of your love.

All about me
explosions.
At ever corner
the enemy
lies in wait
of my footsteps.

No…
if has not been
an easy war.
It has not been
a war of remembering.

It has been
a war
of horror and pain.
Of climbing the sheerest
of cliffs
which left my hands
bleeding
my body
scarred.
And has tormented
one and all.

And I fear
even you, my Sweet.
Far away
and safe from its suffering.

This war
has been never-ending.

I have come back.
Again and again.
Ready.
Spear in hand.
Gun aimed.
A thousand times
I have died the
hideous death
of a soldier in war.

A thousand times
I have returned.
Praying to see
flying high,
the baner of hope
and Freedom.

At last.
To see the end of
the nightmare
We,
all of us, have known.

A thousand times
and one
I have fought
and hoped.

Alas, my Sweet!
The end draws near
as every moment sounds
and slips away.

I am coming
home soon.
And will smile not,
’til it is your
shining countenance
my eyes behold.

Fear not.
The war is ended.
Home soon, I will be
where I belong.

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By this window
I have waited.
I have watched.
By day. By night.
I have watched
until my body ached
and my heart wept.

So long you have
been gone
so long it has been.
Now I know
every crook, every scratch,
every detail
that makes this window.
I know each pattern
the sun makes across the land.
Every song the nightengale sings.

Still.
I wait.
Though they laugh.
They whisper what
fool am I.
“he is not coming back, dear Maiden.”
I shake my head.
“The war has sure killed him.”
I close my ears.

This window
where I have perched
knows all my
secret wishes.
My dreams and hopes
live here.

The wait
has been an awful one.
The days and nights
ever longer.
Your face
is but a shadow.
Your voice escapes me.
As the breeze so needed
on hot summer’s night.

It has been forever
and so lonely.
I wonder if
they are right.
I wonder what
fate has befallen you.
What has become of me?

A ghost
I am.
An angel lost
in flight.
Waiting at my
window
to catch you in
my sights.

A thousand times
I’ve felt you die.
A thousand times
I’ve wept.

The war that
have gone to fight
must long been ended.

Yet
I cannot let you go.
I cannot forget
the dreams
that we shared.
and must share again.
And so…
I wait at my window
wishing you back home.

Alas!
the word is come
from you.
The waiting
is near to over.
Again
we will be together.

No more
the window strikes me sad.
Nor the sun’s shadow.
Soon my love
you will be here
at your place.
By my side.
That I have kept for you
so long.

copyright 2006