Sarah Spang

Sarah Spang Feb 2015

Someday, one day, far from now
My hurt will mark your crease-less brow
My face will flit throughout your thoughts
And you will feel me- know my loss.

You'll catch your breath and wonder why
Your sightless eyes will search the sky
And precious lips will part and say
A name the wind will brush away.

No answers in the endless blue
You'll close your eyes, accept the truth:
I'm no where now, and everywhere
I saturate the very air.

Moments, seconds, memories
In grass beneath the swaying trees..
You'll see our forms; together then
Will never touch or feel again.

Someday, one day, far from now
My absent hurt will mark your brow
My face will flit throughout your thoughts
And you will feel me- know your loss.

Sarah Spang Feb 2015

The Dragon Won.

Time and risk caught up to you;
Gagged you into silence.
Chasing down the dragon was
Your favorite form of violence.

I saw its markings on your skin;
The gauntness of your eyes
Your searching fingers scratching down
To truth, as you breathed lies

China white won this round, love
You thought you'd always dance
The dragon chose another one
And turned its gaze askance.

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Toss a penny my way

#sad #drugs #loss

Sarah Spang Feb 2015

Impressions (Linger)

I may never walk anything more the same as him
In converse shoes slapping campus pavement,
Than taking down miles in memories
And mulling over trite bereavements.

If all we have left is muscle memory
Where summer grass stroked skin like hesitant fingers
Then I'll sink into autumn leaves
And worry my lip where the impressions linger.

ANNOUNCEMENT (To my readers):

Hi Guys,

I know it's been a while since I've posted poetry and I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate your support and feedback. All of you have been so kind and I could not have asked for a better audience. However, times are rough at the moment and I'd like to post a link to my GOFUNDME account. If you like my poems, you will be make a small donation via the website, even a buck would be appreciated. Below is the link.

Thanks,
Sarah

http://www.gofundme.com/Sarahquil

Sarah Spang Feb 2015

Dull (And an Announcement)

Someone stroked the dial down
On contrast, shade and form
The dullness paints the very air
From eyes; tired and worn.

ANNOUNCEMENT (To my readers):

Hi Guys,

I know it's been a while since I've posted poetry and I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate your support and feedback. All of you have been so kind and I could not have asked for a better audience. However, times are rough at the moment and I'd like to post a link to my GOFUNDME account. If you like my poems, you will be make a small donation via the website, even a buck would be appreciated. Below is the link.

Thanks,
Sarah

http://www.gofundme.com/Sarahquil

Sarah Spang Jan 2015

Orpheus

Reminiscent in my face
I see Eurydice
Trapped behind in shadows while
My Orpheus walks on free

Free to dwell in Sunlight
From whence his form found shape
Hewn from gold, from earth and dust
Spun from flaxen rays.

Just up above, just out of reach
From splayed out fingertips
That leak of shadow, wreak of dark
That find no grasping grip.

#of #*** #beginning #series

Sarah Spang Dec 2014

Chasm

**** this half-life, half-light existence;
A weak mockery, reality resistance.
This watered-down version; this decafe taste
This lightless, scentless, barren place.

Colorless, tasteless and poisonous,
Against it all there's no defense.
Encompassing all in shades of Grey,
The approaching walls aren't far away.

Forest green is far from here
Replaced by oceans, gray and clear
And everywhere's a widow's walk
Against the dusk that mocks the clock

Time is a canyon, a chasm, a rift
Filled with thoughts that swirl and sift
The colorless earth splits and sears
Pushing what's lost so far from here.

Sarah Spang Dec 2014

Just Sleep

"Don't stop dreaming" crooned a voice in my ear
But dreaming re-enforces fear
Slumber comes and shreds my thoughts
Subconscious wars are brought and wrought.

Inside my skull holds evidence of
Bruised purples and nightmare reds
Sleep shreds my mind between its teeth
And wretches it across; bequeath

Across the walls, across the room
Across the shadows, through the gloom