http://sarahflanigan.com Poery & stories of life Sat, 30 Jan 2010 18:09:13 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en crooked tree my life searching benevolent sky looking for sparkles copyright 2010 http://sarahflanigan.com/2010/01/30/crooked-tree/ Silver green scent of pine sparkling treasures huddle near blazing hearth Winter sleeps ‘neath ebon sky stars embrace the artic chill Children dream parents sleep sleighbells sound reindeers snort Christmas settles like soft fall snow giving angels birth and wishes truth copyright 2009 http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/12/24/christmas/ 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 http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/12/03/my-ghosts/ 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 http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/11/22/hello-is-goodbye/ Perfection does not live here But I do Mistakes are not strangers but constant companions Words trip and fluster at furious speed Flaws too many to name Stammers and stutters make their own tunes Regrets wait in the wings and anxiously. The past simmers in a pot on the stove its aroma taunts and begs me to taste copyright 2009 http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/10/31/perfection/ I walked away. So what? Away from the mind games and the hate games. The games. Always the games. Sorry to interupt your pity party, but what are you feeling sorry for yourself about? Silence goes both ways. I finally answered the silence with my own. Are you really surprised? Is it such a shock that your indifference and rejection finally returned to ... http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/10/07/moving-on/ The old days are gone and maybe that’s good We can all walk away find new compass plot new course learn new country conquer new life Leave the suitcase of Hurt at the curb for someone who needs the wounds Create new recipes for daily woes let the water run find a new level learn to float again and discover that Life goes on copyright 2009 http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/09/19/the-old-days/ I can never forget and I won’t If the bells stop chiming I won’t forget If the names stop being read I won’t forget If the headlights stop shining I won’t forget If flags are set ablaze while people dance in the streets I won’t forget If everyone forgets I won’t forget I promise. copyright 2009 dedicated to all the victims of September 11th – ... http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/09/08/i-wont/ I've always loved this song. Enjoy. http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/09/05/the-partys-over/   Sometimes it’s just about me Not you or her or him or anyone else just me Just this ten car pile-up I call my life Just the acid eating away at my stomach Just my fear of what shit will come tomorrow Who said what to whom about what they said to so and so and the outfit they wore while doing it doesn’t hit my radar Healthcare plans evil politicians The neighbor’s new car What ... http://sarahflanigan.com/2009/09/03/number-877/