falling

so much love

spills out hungry

hands devour

flesh anxiously

melts connected

trees sway in motion

the sun forgets to bow

to fall as we warm

the globe

Ocean Watching

Waterspouts in the distance

speak of creatures.

Ancient winds dance,

twisted cloud features


windows for dreams

dissipated into one;

gone with the gentle beams,

when the moon is done.


Earth's edge dropped

horizon never reached;

progression stopped,

a whale has breached!


Every moment, our earth;

a spiritual rebirth.

A Lovely Piece, We Make

This, is beauty. How it meanders

along. A river, crisp. Clear.

Love knows, no other way.

Tumbled gemstones gather,

in the corner, their crystal

edges worn soft. Gold is

close by. They long to merge.

So powerful, the flow.

Clouds move, unaware

they block the sun;

then set it free, again,

to continue on it's journey

to melt us together

into one glorious lump.


 

I Roar

I have been

too long cold,

without fire,

a waif in the corner,


shaken with ice -

to ignore a spark,

such as that.

Sweet, warm wind,


scented jasmine,

was a nice surprise.

He came from the south

of where I stand;


gave me a smile,

embers exploded.

 

good morning, Love

no negatives haunt,

blue skies expand

sun lingers, quiet birds,

make their presence known.


more than enough wild

winds, have passed.

crackled pine cones

snap, as we walk by.


perfection. oh Love,

my sweet heart pounds

sea waves erode

quickly the shell


that once was,

Us, separate.

a fine daughter, i am

she talks. that's what she does.
she hangs on my back, and talks.

into my ear, she gives suggestions,
directions,

she says, it's because,
of my balks.

and then, there was dessert~

into the sugar fields,
in the heat of the
top of the day;
toiling, for sweets.
candied orange
sunset, bids us
tasty dreams.
lemon pop sunrise,
drops caramel
rain. chocolate
mountains rise
to the feast.

molecular surprise

how he feels calm seas
air smooth flows
i must glow a thousand
sunsets. we unwrap
delightful moment's
treats, skin to skin.
and to think, chemistry
was never my favorite
subject.  we mix, nicely.
our aura, warmly waifs
a circumference, the rain,
held back, winter,
delayed, until the fire
sufficiently roars.

~SHB

A Fruity Haiku

love me as a lemon
squeeze me tenderly sugar me up slow
and I will refresh you

SH Burum

Without Regret

Walk softly, regret - walk past me,
don’t stop here, regret - nothing to see.
Move on sadness - I am not that strong,
I haven’t the strength, to take you along.

My journey, on this path, laid with thorns,
prompted me, to take a bull by the horns!
I looked at him, straight in the eye,
and demanded, he, “carry me - or die!”

He is a fickle creature - you dare not follow,
if you get too close - he will gore you hollow.
Me, he has accepted, as his burden to carry,
add one bit more, and things could get scary.

Surely, you don’t expect me, to give a f-‘eck -
with my arms, so precariously, around this bull’s neck?


 ~Sabrina Burum

Friday: The 13th

The little blackbird. Was lame. It's left foot,
mangled. It hopped, and seemed
to flit around, just fine.

I wondered if to perch, on a telephone
wire, perhaps, is a problem?
If I were alone, I would talk to him,
offer him crumbs,
try to get him on my finger.
Possibly, take him home,
and put him in a huge
cage to keep him safe,

but,
there is a handsome man
across from me, with a brain, and
arms. I'd prefer to take him home.

I ignore the bird.

I don't remember
mentioning
I melt,
under blue eyes.

Build An Ark

So, I followed Him
off of the beaten path;
the way, I thought,
He had gone. The branches

were thick; mosses, webs
hung, stretched, limb
to limb. Roots reared
up, rays of sunlight

stolen; dirt pushed aside.

I forgot my shoes. When I bleed,
anger flows, disgust.

I would have drowned all mankind, too.

Weary

weariness escaped from its cage,
dripped through the bars,
unable to hold itself in.
the men noticed not,
it stuck to their shoes, and
spread itself throughout
the earth.  we women,
got out the brooms -
before we realized,
we were too weary to fly.

Elderly Babies

They become, again, like children,

big children -
with breakable bones.

They refuse help, insist they will walk,
all by themselves,
for as long as they can.

They do not understand,
the only thing between them,
and the hospital, or worse,
is one false move.

They wobble.
We cringe when they nearly
fall.
Offer your hand, or your arm, or a walker,
and they scowl.

"I can do this by myself!"
They proclaim.

The difference?
The little ones will nearly always get back up.

One At A Time! Please!

Why do they always,
come in two's?

Why am I always,
forced,
to choose?

These are men,
damnit,
not shoes!

The Linear Zone

There was this rift, formed many moons ago,
between those who sat quietly, and those
who ran the show. I wasn't there, though,

the story was passed to me, by my grandfather
who continued to take it further,
this, fighting with one's brother.

Each generation, more angry than the last,
the generations gone by fast,
'till nothing was left, but the past.

Flutter Free

We must believe strong
together
we can do this one
step a day - today
rise up as a butterfly
survives near death,
mummy wrapped, silk
left behind, not a clue
as to its origins.

Floating

Windows always find the sun
glassy, reflection radiated.
Swim in the bubbles, lightly,
lest they break. If the flowers
distort, pay no mind. Float.
Strong cotton clouds, woven
freely into braided water air.
A content cat at play, has
no desire to kill. Nowhere
rivers flow from the south,
snake to the north,
frozen backwards. Progress,
right around the bend. Gold,
just behind the boulder.

For Vennessa~

Gone into the set sun
a melted butterfly, dove headfirst;
water's reflection mistook
earth, as sky. Wings, shadows,
slipped  into night. We curse life,
for creating
such a fragile thing,
awed that, beauty, once,
flitted by us~

~Sabrina

Frozen Frigid

nobody stood next to me,
held my hand,
whispered in my ear.

"let me be good to you.
make you smile. lift
you up. come, let us 
enjoy life together." 

everybody stood against, 
suffocated. pushed
around, kicked when
fallen. stripped of all
possessions.

left naked and cold, 
a man merely 
breathes; and i
begin to crack.

~SHB

Temptation

I heard he locked his door,
and trembled in his bed;
worried, I, would sneak in,
and fuck him dead.

We'd be perfect,
for one another,
if it weren't, for,
his clingy lover;

with her big,
boobs and, bank account.
(I have a little,
but not that amount!)

So, I heave my little bust,
and to myself, quietly lust.

~SB

Dumb Dick *yes, that was his nickname*

"where 'ya goin', with my dog!"
i demanded to know,
as he tromped off into the forest,
shotgun slung over shoulder;

then fed me a line of shit, to my
face, about some little old
lady who lived all alone in
snowy wild woods of Alaska,
and needed a pet for company.

i was hip to the witch
in the woods, and i was sure
she would eat our little dog,
as eagerly as she had
Hansel and Gretel.

was I relieved
when Mother & i
left on the big jet
back to Grandma's house,
the very next day.

man shoots my dog,
and feeds him to
the witch,
i'd leave him too -

i knew that, before i
was 5.

after that, Grandpa
took to naming his
dogs Ricky Dick.

~Sabrina

Tenacious

I know I shouldn't care.

I know life is not fair,


but that, took some gall -


when you stood on me,

to be tall.

~S

shun stray men

who am i,
to interfere-

with love?

Mom. I am Mom.

~Mom.

Karma

I saw you throwing rocks

into the river, until the water

was held back to flood stage.

My world, destroyed. My dreams;

covered in silt, smothered,

drowned. A bridge was never

your intention, yet you walked

over the destruction of your hands.

Just to laugh at me. When the rocks

gave way, and swept you downstream,

I prayed for your safety. When I saw the

vultures in the distance- I smiled.

~S. Burum

Life!

What a mess!
Think I'll put on a dress,
and paint my nails.

That never fails,
to lift my spirit.
Things to do?

I don't wanna hear it!

~Sabrina

Rainbow Nation

Dream a window,

climb on through,

without a thought,

or two.


Feel the sunshine,

hear the wind,

go visit the

cat that grinned.


Walk barefoot,

dirt between the toes,

live free,

no need for clothes.


See happy faces,

folks that smile -

who love you when they meet you,

'cause that's their style.


~S

Lord Have Mercy!

could i dig a wormhole

into the past, and stand

up? i need a sharp

spade and strong arms,

my feet are set in stone,

my heart crushed beneath.

death, a single bullet -

wrong time, wrong place

in the presence of a madman.

the mothers, the mothers,

weep. guns multiply

while the children lay, dead.

~SB

Word Hunting

words scattered about
autumn leaves, green grass
peaks through. i walk softly,
not wanting to disturb.

the wind is not so gentle.
words saturate molecules,
specificity obsesses -
sometimes I think

the Earth ready to explode
with words and fill the Moon
with flowers and oxygen,
just for me.

~Sabrina

Peace Of Mind

Voices walk softly
amongst the mind fields
of past wars, it took
some time to bury
memories of anger,
hatred, the brain
is only so big,
the mind
fallow.

~Sabrina

Madness On The 4th Of July

I don't know how I got there.

A series of poor choices, I'm

sure. There I was, on the back

of a thrown together dirt bike,

my arms around a crazy man,

roaring down the highway

at 90 passing a motorhome

shooting fireworks out of

the roof. I thought I was riding

my broom too close to the ground,

and being chased by the stars.

Can't remember how I got home.


~Sabrina

No Particular Direction

Once, I heard, if lost -

to stay put. I wait,

for a road

to be built.

I watch the trees

grow. To them,

I do not exist.

I lay awake,

all night, to listen

to the darkness.

Sunshine burns

my eyes open,

day after day.

~Sabrina
 

The Bible Said So

Every group needs a scapegoat,

someone to blame for the troubles

among them. All energy focused

on one, banished from the

circle. The crowd waits to experience

peace, but it never comes; they

focus on another.

~Sabrina

About Me

I am a dreamer,

I am here to tell you

how it could be,

how it should be,

if only we, could

believe. Don't

talk to me of practicality,

reality, the inherent evil

of mankind.

You have the power.

We have the power.

Let's get along.


~Sabrina

Notes From The Cold War

Being forced to share

is not, why I fear Communism;

it is, simply, the Gulags.


~Sabrina

Where I Went Wrong

I often wonder,

about their lack of empathy.


Then I remember,

how I allowed

their father


to treat me.

~Sabrina

Buzzed

"Oh!" They say,
"Bad timing" -
after we

have fucked,

they find a
sweet girl
to marry.
~S

on the horizon

sleepy eyes drift float
on distant waves unable
to gently crash for good

~S

Sleepyhead Writes A Poem

I am so
tired.
If life
were a job,
I would, surely,
be fired.

There now,

I have done
something today;
put together
some words,
as if, I had
something to say.

~Sabrina

Dreams

What if,

we spend
death;

dreaming
of life?

~SHB

Peel Me Off

...if love were an experiment
tenderly tended in a petri
dish in science class
my dish would be moldy
with no explanation
whatsoever, though, I'm
sure, the teacher would tell
me to apply myself - a
bit - harder.

Next time,
I will.


~Sabrina

I'm No Einstein

the man
behind those eyes
kind sparkled
with humanity
his brain waves
universal in nature
only. he taught us
things, he wished
he never knew.

do we thank him,
or curse him?

i believe he
feared the matter,

and hoped for the best.

~Sabrina

Notions Of Love In The Twilight

Their paths cross,
once again, in the hall.
She says, "I need to get by."
He asks for a password.

They kiss.

I shake my head.
My grandparents
make it difficult
for me,

to dismiss my silly

notions of love.

~Sabrina

Eclipsed

You were my sun,

I,

your moon,

but now,

there is so much Earth

between us -

I find it impossible

to shine.

~Sabrina

Amusing Myself

It is plain to see;
There will be no love for me.
Now, I must decide,
if I should hide,

live life as a eunuck,
and forsake The Dick,
or give in to this desire,
and find a man for hire!

I can demand to be in charge!
(and it had better be large!)
...I'd give it away for free,
but they always want more from me.

They try to tell me what to do,
usually, soon after a fuck, or two -

and, I'm a free Spirit -
who doesn't wanna hear it.

~Sabrina

A Poetess's Sonnet Spell

Be lonely, long to connect,
look around, open your
tender heart - let it be
loved, by me, and me alone.

My heart bursts, overflows;
damned. Open the gates!
Let my warmth flood
your world. Sadness

pushed out, nuggets
of gold, diamonds revealed;
alluvial stones washed away.
And we shall say of our hearts

"They have awoken!" - our
bodies will rise to heaven.

~Sabrina

Pilgrimage

Curl up, within yourself,
smile at the moon -
a journey will happen.

Do not be afraid.

Sun scorches inanimate
worlds, spun free,
orbits, grounded space.


~Sabrina

Warm Lips, Warm Bed

I am so easy.
It isn't even funny.

Honestly?

I am really,
very, picky.

If I climbed into your bed,
it was probably just a simple
thing
you said,

which warmed me to your smile,
allowing me, to love you for awhile;

since it felt so right -
can we do it again, every night?


~Sabrina

F*ck You

I have no blessings,
to send you off with.

May you know loneliness.
May you long for love.

May your whole being ache, for me;
your heart, angry, and bitter, with you.

May every woman you meet,
fuck you, and find you,

not the right kind of perfect.

~Sabrina

The Loose Goose

Isn't that, what men are for?
I can't think of one thing more.

I friend I have strived to be,
but I have this hang up, you see -

for, once I have set my sights on a man,
and then gotten as close as I physically can,

and when the mysterious deed, is over and done -
I find myself on the lookout, for another one.

*They say, what is good for the goose, is good for the gander -
I could hold you, for a lifetime, my fellow milanderer.*


~Sabrina

Filipendulous

My world - come together -
a thread thrown my way -
my forgotten needle's eye
waits. Let the repair begin!

Woven into my fabric;
desire, passion, acceptance.
Passion & desire long ago frayed thin -
acceptance ironed, patched sturdy.

Stiftly starched - head to toe.
Hardly warm. A quilt of many sorrows.
Lay on me, age has softened -
the fire still needs a spark.

I would wrap you in smiles
and keep you warm.


~Sabrina

Deal With It

Oh, heavy heart,
within my chest,

a drum beat hard
migraine music -

I beg of you -

take a break.

~Sabrina

Calamity Me

Once I had a vision -
but was overcome with fear.

How could I execute with precision,
a dream that wasn't perfectly clear?

Soon, I learned of reality,
when life turned upside down;

It is a Royal Calamity -
and I, wear It's crown.

~Queen Sabrina

Idiots

The idiot felt guilty,
many years, after he
comforted the wife
a close friend
abandoned.

A few hugs & kisses
with an unwanted woman.
He longed to step in,
to take on those
responsibilities,

his friend ran from,
but for his concience.
He felt like a thief,
a traitor - so, he too,
walked away. Condemned

in his own mind,
confession,
his only hope.
The years had not
mellowed his friend -

& after he
was knocked on his ass,
he understood;
those sad eyes & arms
unwilling to let go.

So many years before.

Hardened Lava

You missed me,
when I was young
& hot
& moved
beneath mountains.

They exploded
every time.

~S

My Jesus

At 15, I was an athiest.
No gods in my world, but my desires.
From 16-17, I was a Buddhist.
Buddhism didn't make me feel

safe - I felt thrown into
the universe - a speck of dust -
on my own - wrestling with the demons
in my head. Then one day I picked up

the Bible and fell in love with Jesus.
The next day was so beautiful - as if
a secret had been revealed - a veil lifted -
my place in this world secure,

and had I not listened to the voice
of men, I could have walked closer
to my Beloved as He sows kindness
and forgiveness in the path of life.

Run!

You best run scared!

(I'm perfect for you!)

Go! Stick your head up your ass,
and decide what you should do!

~Sabrina

Hi Muse (Bye Muse)

My muse got too close to me

I kissed him hungry and blind

he ran away with the wind


~Sabrina

Another Old Song

Patiently, I have lived, these many short years,
muddled in grief - stricken with fears.

The wheels no longer turn - screeched to a halt!
I accept complete blame, it is all my fault!

Still, I often wonder, who would I be,
had not pain and confusion followed me?

And, what kind of person, would I make,
if every smile weren't a little fake?

For I have laughed little, and loved much,
and my body, my body, longs for a tender touch.


~Sabrina

Muse Tracks

A muse meant,
words to me.
Filtered in sun
shadows undefined -

My muse sick,
of songs
he has yet
to hear.

I muse sing,
infatuations,
dreams & desires.

I muse to this;
into the wild mountains
in search of honey.

A muse sing,
to me? Never.


~Sabrina

An Old Old Song

I am a strong woman, when I need to be,
but I need a man, to comfort me.

When I was told, "your sister is dead!"
I bore my sorrow, with a high head.

When my house, burned to the ground,
of my heartache, I never uttered a sound.

As friends and family casually died,
I ached in my heart, but merely sighed,

a thousand times a day since it all began.

I figure that's why, my husband eventually ran.


~Sabrina

it's okay it's all good it's too much

i do not remember
the pain of giving
birth to three children
naturally, at home,
nearly alone.
i do not remember
the pain caused by a
broken neck.
but this cursed,
shattered
heart - refuses
to forget -


~Sabrina