Archive for September, 2014

–Meant to Be

Posted in poetry with tags , , , on September 25, 2014 by Sarah aka Sarjé

It wasn’t–
You didn’t love me,
and you told me so.

We weren’t–
I got over loving you,
and now you know.

This isn’t–
These words resisted so long,
because I’d let go.

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Totalling

Posted in poetry with tags , , , on September 25, 2014 by Sarah aka Sarjé

You are wisps, lacewings, cobwebs.
You are dreams and memories.
The calculator won’t
add us up properly, dearest.
The darkest rooms won’t
conjure you to me, either.

You are feathers, rainbows, perfume.
You are golden and in-flight.
The computer won’t
find you in search engines.
The brightest spot won’t
draw you to me, either.

One plus light and dark and dreams
still totals one.
When will we be
together, not apart?
When will I be a
part of something greater?

Teetering

Posted in poetry with tags , , , , on September 25, 2014 by Sarah aka Sarjé

Drastic, chaotic things call to me–
drown me in could-be, disown me
for turning away to live something
like normalcy.

Mundane, boring things call to me–
blind me with can-do, bind me
for turning toward a life of
normal-seeming.

For (you/me)

Posted in poetry with tags , , on September 16, 2014 by Sarah aka Sarjé

Despite how lazy
I seem to be,
I can’t stand still–
I can’t wait

For you.

I’ve been alternating
Between still and racing,
Between silent and screaming.

For you.

In spite of how hoarse
I am, you’re deaf,
And imagined…so,

For me:

I’m not seeking,
Or screaming, or
Waiting.

But no matter what,
It still seems that
I’m writing.

For me.
And

for you.