Are We There Yet?

Sarah Cavanaugh

Sarah Cavanaugh
Lancaster, Pennsylvania, USA
August 01
My poems have appeared in Poet Lore, Nimrod, and Southern Poetry Review. Currently, I am trying to reclaim my life after being blacklisted. Don't mess with the Federal Government or defense contractors. Wish me luck.


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SEPTEMBER 28, 2010 12:15PM

Chocolate Submission


    It always starts the same way.  I have had my evening meal followed by something chocolate for dessert.  I settle down to watch a movie or a TV show.  Soon a craving sets in.  It won't go away.  It persists and grows.  Finally I stop the… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 23, 2010 8:07PM



    This morning I saw an indigo bunting at my bird feeder.  I was walking in from my kitchen with a cup of coffee in my hand, and there it was.  The blue color was intense against a background of misty gray.  I felt that my day was off to a… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 21, 2010 8:22PM

My Twelve

1. I talk and walk in my sleep.

2. I'm sheer hell to share a bed with (as you can well imagine).

3. I handle stress by laughing helplessly on and on.

4. I once killed a bunch of lab rats by bludgeoning them over the head. The results of this experiment… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 17, 2010 12:38PM

Tony Mahoney's Dips


    I guess I've been feeling a little nostalgic lately, or maybe it comes from watching shows like Dancing With the Stars, but I've been remembering the teen dances I used to go to.  The Y held Saturday night dances that we all dressed up for.  I used to wear… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 16, 2010 3:48PM

Pantyhose Woes


     There are times, I have to admit, when I really do envy men.  I am of course not referring to their reproductive anatomy.  Personally, I'm glad that I am not constructed in such a way as to so visibly betray what I am thinking and feel… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 16, 2010 1:25PM

Astarte's Gift--a Poem


Ripe as our passion

was the peach we shared

on a sun-splashed

August day.


You licked the nectar

from our fingers,

curling your tongue

around them.

 Then you lay the stone,

red as virgin blood,

on this stone ledge.


It lies here now

bereft of flesh, faded

as… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 14, 2010 3:05PM

The Weirdest Boss

    Over the years, I have had both good and bad bosses.  Some of the best bosses I've worked under have been in their twenties and barely out of college.  Perhaps when you are that young, you feel you have to make a good impression.

    When I worked for the… Read full post »


    Long an admirer of the art and practice of yoga, I would get up at sunrise to catch a program of yoga stetches on public television.  Imagine my delight when yoga came to the Cedar Grove Public Library.  The program was called Yoga in the Grove and was… Read full post »

Editor’s Pick
SEPTEMBER 3, 2010 12:46PM

The Day I Fell Off My High Heels


    At five feet four inches, I feel somewhat vertically challenged.  I suppose that's why I have been so drawn to three-inch heels.  I have to ask myself, though, is it because I want to be noticed by men or is it because I want women to envy me?  The… Read full post »

AUGUST 27, 2010 12:12PM

The Blinding Power of Passion

    Been gone this little while.  Went home to visit family.  Why can't these people live on the Isle of Capri or the cliffs of Monaco?  Well, you get my drift.  Don't get me wrong.  Lancaster is great.  You can shop for antiques or drive out into the coun… Read full post »

AUGUST 12, 2010 4:28PM

Beer, Harleys, and Calatrava


    I imagine that every little nook and cranny of the country has its hidden treasures.  I was determined to find them in Wisconsin.  I am having trouble making the adjustment from East Coast living to residing in the fly-over part of the country. 

 … Read full post »

AUGUST 9, 2010 12:57PM




    When I was nine years old , my parents sent me away to convent school.  It all started when my father gave me a hunting knife for my birthday.  I always knew he had wanted a son, but there was just me and my older sister.

    I… Read full post »

AUGUST 3, 2010 12:04PM

Summer of Fear

    Professor Kline was Chairman of the Department of Romance Languages.  They say he could speak everything.  At the end of each day, after his classes, after his office hours, Professor Kline went home to his wife and family.  He kissed his wife softly on the lips… Read full post »

JULY 28, 2010 1:48PM

The Oliebollen Maneuver

    Once again Holland Fest is coming to Cedar Grove.  The village of Cedar Grove is relentlessly Dutch.  When I was growing up I thought the Dutch had settled in the Catskill Mountains of New York State, the setting for Washington Irving's "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" and "… Read full post »

    My parents were never over-protective, although they did try to keep me safe while still allowing me considerable freedom.  I grew up in the days before bicycle helmuts and other protective gear.  For that, I am most grateful.  What a pleasure it was to just hop on m… Read full post »

JULY 26, 2010 2:47PM

What Did Scanner Do To Colleen?

    Have you ever noticed how people have a way of disappearing from cyberspace without a trace.  One day they're posting on Open Salon.   Then they just up and vanish for four months.  It makes one wonder.  This would never happen in the real world.&… Read full post »

JULY 23, 2010 3:26PM

The Diminishing O

    You know how it is.  In winter you huddle under an afghan and dream sweetly of soft summer breezes, of flowers and butterflies, of swimming and swinging from a willow branch.  In summer, on the other hand, you huddle by the air conditioner and call up images of crisp, cri… Read full post »

JULY 22, 2010 12:12PM

Burma Shave Revisited

    They probably date back to the forties, but Burma Shave used to post ads along rural byways that featured rhyming verses.  Each line of the verse would be written sequentially along a series of small signs by the side of the road.  For a time I worked for a company… Read full post »

JULY 16, 2010 3:52PM

She "Taps" Into Her Higher Power

    Everyone has low points in their lives.  When the time came that I had sunk so low I could barely put one foot in front of the other, I called on my higher power.  I had learned of the enormity of this power when I was still in my childhood… Read full post »

Editor’s Pick
JULY 12, 2010 12:12PM


    The Amish have a special vulnerability, more so than other farmers.  When night drapes its cape over the landscape, the darkness of an Amish farm is complete.  Their only source of light is from lanterns or candles or the moon and stars.  On a cloudy night, the darkn… Read full post »

JULY 9, 2010 12:04PM

Tubing on the Pequea Creek

    Sometimes I think I haven't a farthing's worth of common sense, but the kids were pesting and pesting and finally wore me down.  So I called my friend Sophie to inform her of the plan.  We would take our kids, all five of them, tubing on the Pequea Creek in… Read full post »

    I just heard on NPR that W. S. Merwin has been named poet laureate.  That really takes me back to my college days.  I was once a very big fan of W. S. Merwin and thought it was so "groovey" that he lived in Hawaii (Maui I think) and raised… Read full post »

JUNE 29, 2010 6:29PM

A Hula Hoop and Jacks

    My daughter Cassandra is coming to visit for a whole week.  She'll be bringing along her kids, two little girls.   Megan is the red-haired seven-year-old and Dierdre is five, a beauty with long dark hair.  I am so excited to have a chance to visit with… Read full post »

JUNE 28, 2010 5:27PM

Where Sun Dances on Water

    If you ever have a chance to visit Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, take time to veer off the touristy Amish strip that runs between Bird-in-Hand and Intercourse.

    Head toward the southern part of the county where land has been set aside by the Lancaster… Read full post »

JUNE 25, 2010 11:13AM

My Lover's Plaid Foreplay

                                           My lover coming through the door

  &nb… Read full post »