Wednesday, May 17, 2017



When you fly away from me
Oh, how my heart stretches sore
With a sadness jogging solidly
In place
No wings to follow
All hands to wring and worry
But in a calmer heart I know
Your flight is fair
And when I see you go
My eyes snap longing photographs
With every blinking tear
To blur the margins
Of my solitude
And I turn softly to myself
In clipped responsible lament
No wings
No wings






Sara Mathews     May 2017



Monday, May 15, 2017



I am swallowed
By this day
Devoured in the grayness of it
The leaden drops
Of introspection
Weigh me to my bed
But not unhappily
More like a sleep
That overtakes me in a pleasant
Numbing of the brain
A buzzing of the atmosphere
A blurring of the need
To move
And my body quiets to the rhythm
Of submersing in the womb
I will abide here softly
Like a tiny leaf
I curl
And feed the ravenous hunger
Of the rain




Sara Mathews     May 2017

Friday, May 12, 2017



Grey like a pearl
Comes the morning
Washed up on the sand
Handled and worn
Turned over
And over
And over again
Polished and gleaming
With worry





Sara Mathews     May 2017