Sarah is
...feeling as alone as ever.
Unique.
...just like everyone else.
Only there is no one else.
Sarah feels a little like a crack addict.
...just keep going back for more.
WELCOME
..and here are a few things to keep in mind:
This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.
Enjoy...
[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]
“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
Friday, June 20, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
Infatuation
I fall
into infatuation
but that is all
my love
is not
so easily won
twice. and maybe,
a half
of three others
into infatuation
but that is all
my love
is not
so easily won
twice. and maybe,
a half
of three others
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Car Boys
Long hair, tattoos, smoking while they work
Bunch of country boys, grew up
with cars for their play toys.
They enjoy what they do.
There is no lie in what they do,
how they look, the work they do.
Bunch of country boys, grew up
with cars for their play toys.
They enjoy what they do.
There is no lie in what they do,
how they look, the work they do.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Ten Years Ago
Ten years ago
you were two years younger than me.
Today I am here
wondering how this could be.
When I was ten
you were writing me.
Now I am reading you
and learning for me.
you were two years younger than me.
Today I am here
wondering how this could be.
When I was ten
you were writing me.
Now I am reading you
and learning for me.
This is Madness
What do you want from me??
Stop this - it's madness!
Get out of my head,
I won't live in your world.
You think you see so clearly.
So what if you do?
I won't be the one to tell you.
This is madness I tell you.
Stop this - it's madness!
Get out of my head,
I won't live in your world.
You think you see so clearly.
So what if you do?
I won't be the one to tell you.
This is madness I tell you.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Staff Meeting
You are adults.
Can't you be more mature?
God save me if I turn out like you.
Bad mouthing each other,
Smiling at their faces,
Do you have no regard?
Playing favorites.
Picking sides.
This is reminiscent of high school.
Listening to you,
it nearly makes me sick,
bashing each other like you do.
Give it up or find a way to deal.
You can't change anything
by whispering amongst each other.
Can't you be more mature?
God save me if I turn out like you.
Bad mouthing each other,
Smiling at their faces,
Do you have no regard?
Playing favorites.
Picking sides.
This is reminiscent of high school.
Listening to you,
it nearly makes me sick,
bashing each other like you do.
Give it up or find a way to deal.
You can't change anything
by whispering amongst each other.
You're So Cool
Mr. Badass in his broken-down black truck
hollers at me as he hauls on by.
I give him a glance to see if he is worth a look.
Respond to his wink with a crooked smile.
Distorts his face in concentration,
His eyes covering all my curves...
I laugh to myself as I turn away
and sway my hips just a little more.
hollers at me as he hauls on by.
I give him a glance to see if he is worth a look.
Respond to his wink with a crooked smile.
Distorts his face in concentration,
His eyes covering all my curves...
I laugh to myself as I turn away
and sway my hips just a little more.
Monday, June 09, 2008
Not Online
Supposedly, you can find anything online.
It kind of hurts when
you search for a deceased loved one
and can find no sign.
It kind of hurts when
you search for a deceased loved one
and can find no sign.
Friday, June 06, 2008
fragment of happy memory
long distance romance.
cross country travel.
sketchy bus stop.
watch him get off.
hide my face.
waiting. gets his luggage.
comes my way.
lame attempt to conceal my glee.
puts his luggage down.
smiles at me.
stand awkwardly for a moment.
lean against the car.
talk for a while.
sky looks like rain.
brilliant blue eyes stare at me.
can't stand it any longer. embrace.
don't want to let go.
squeeze tighter. both laughing.
break apart.
radiant, cheesy smiles.
first drops of rain.
we had better go.
cross country travel.
sketchy bus stop.
watch him get off.
hide my face.
waiting. gets his luggage.
comes my way.
lame attempt to conceal my glee.
puts his luggage down.
smiles at me.
stand awkwardly for a moment.
lean against the car.
talk for a while.
sky looks like rain.
brilliant blue eyes stare at me.
can't stand it any longer. embrace.
don't want to let go.
squeeze tighter. both laughing.
break apart.
radiant, cheesy smiles.
first drops of rain.
we had better go.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
*mass overhaul*
Today:
Updated to the new Blogger template style
Edited the intro
Added the label/tag cloud
Changed the style of the archives
Started posting again on Ramblings
Made some changes to my profile
Hopefully to get new posts here in the next few days.
Updated to the new Blogger template style
Edited the intro
Added the label/tag cloud
Changed the style of the archives
Started posting again on Ramblings
Made some changes to my profile
Hopefully to get new posts here in the next few days.