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