Are We There Yet?

Sarah Cavanaugh

Sarah Cavanaugh
Location
Lancaster, Pennsylvania, USA
Birthday
August 01
Bio
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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AUGUST 23, 2013 12:56PM

The Detritus of Life

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    Having spent the first half of my life accumulating much valued treasures, I seem to have reached a tipping point. Perhaps it is due to the hours it took my sister and I to clear away the stuff from our mother's one room in an assisted living facility at… Read full post »

AUGUST 6, 2013 11:44AM

Copper Casket

    Sally was my first true love. She was my riding instructor at Girl Scout camp. Whenever I think of her, and I still do, I remember the aroma of hay and the trampled straw of the horse stalls. These scents were mingled with the fresh smell of the woods that… Read full post »

JUNE 20, 2013 11:37AM

Metamorphosis

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The night-bewitched moth

pyrophilic in its seeking

discovers

perches tenuous on the tip

of a struck match.

How small

and boundless is the folding

of its wings

intricate in death

each fiber of their motion

traced with flame.

We share this much

in common

the moth and I

both knowing… Read full post »

JUNE 11, 2013 11:43AM

Trouble Is

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    In a recent post I wrote about my daughter moving in with me. Shortly thereafter we moved to new and larger digs. For the most part it's been going well. But there are issues. I had forgotten how difficult it can be living with a left hander. I keep reaching… Read full post »

JUNE 10, 2013 11:45AM

Protosynthesis

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There was the one place

where ever since

I have been held thrall

by the mingling of scents

dank earth, crushed

leaf of the spice bush

fungus, mint scent

of pennyroyal

where it comes

cascading over roots

and rocks to lie

in delicate green pools

on forest paths.

It was the… Read full post »

JUNE 6, 2013 2:25PM

Flirtation

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Oh the knees and elbows

I have known

the shirtsleeves damp

with sweat wiping

against my bare arm

on the cross-town bus

the long two-noted whistle

shrilling from the rolled down

window of a passing car

the accidental thigh

out of sight beneath the table

as though detached

from the… Read full post »

MAY 28, 2013 1:55PM

Dinner With The Captain

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A single candle gleams

in a silver holder

lighting the wine

to a ruby glow

flushing her cheeks

with anticipation.

The steak knife pauses

in mid-manuever

as Kirk comes sailing

his tall winged ship

across the galaxy.

The ceasar salad wilts.

Kirk struts the bridge,

lets McCoy know w… Read full post »

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What we are doing

here in this dream

of a cornfield

bent, silvery, paper-dry

at the edge of a cliff,

leaning into each other's arms,

trying with your hand against mine

to press away

the double hollow between them

is not clear.

The suggestion of skin at least

is clear,… Read full post »

MAY 13, 2013 1:10PM

Angry Heart (a villanelle)

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Years I have searched and asked the reason why,

Since only flesh and not the soul is clay,

My angry heart says beauty is a lie.

 

I glimpsed it in a sea gull winging high

Between the clouds and winter windswept bay

Where I have searched and asked… Read full post »

MAY 7, 2013 3:07PM

The Many Shades of Gray

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    There are, I'm sure, plenty of foxy silver foxes even among celebrities such as Jaime Lee Curtis. As someone who noticed my first gray hair while still in my twenties, though, I was glad for the news yesterday that it may soon be possible to reverse gray hair fro… Read full post »

MAY 7, 2013 12:04PM

My Son Fishing

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My son fishing all day

by the railroad bridge

on the Grofftown Road,

oblivious to passing cars,

to even his loneliness

or the lure flicking

the mud-yellow water

casts salmon inspired

for the long upstream haul

trying so hard to remember,

to remember just what it was,

the something,

he's… Read full post »

APRIL 22, 2013 11:57AM

Hypermnesia

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If I seem to have been

this past year or so too

engrossed in calculations,

raw symbols of life, that is,

with none of its substance,

seeing trig functions in the

flight of a robin rather

than the fact of its hunger, or

 aware more of the geometry

of… Read full post »

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Dream Woman

 

Impossible woman

of your daydreaming hours

haunting me

with her flesh

white as a skinned pear,

her breasts

ripe as tomatoes,

the load of her hair hanging

like frost-kissed grapes,

the apple firmness

of her thighs.

I swear she's built of fruit,

not blood, meat,… Read full post »

APRIL 15, 2013 11:45AM

THIRST--A Poem of Longing

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THIRST

The shore pine

with its penchant

for finding a place

where land exists

in restless comings

and goings yields

only its salt-

laced perfume.

The cranberry's proclivity

for depositing its

bright, bitter fruit

to the searching hand

yields more.

Here

when the wind blows

and Ganymede s… Read full post »

APRIL 8, 2013 12:24PM

Street Ball--A Poem

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    The warmer temperatures have the neighborhood kids out playing ball in their driveways. Watching them has triggered memories of my own childhood. There was a dead end street near our house where we kids used to play. One day the Preston boys came out with a new ball,… Read full post »

APRIL 2, 2013 12:13PM

Breakfast--A Poem

    Long since divorced and eventually widowed by my former husband, there was a time when I struggled valiantly to make it work. Thoughts on how to salvage my marriage occupied my waking hours. At a time when I was writing poetry on an almost daily basis, I felt inspired to… Read full post »

MARCH 26, 2013 12:49PM

Perspective From My Kitchen

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    I keep hearing on the news about the dismanteling of the space program. We are being treated to images of the space shuttle or rocket parts being transported through city streets to become part of some museum.

    It makes me sad. When JFK launched the… Read full post »

MARCH 25, 2013 12:40PM

The Risk Taker

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    My friend Jackie was a born risk taker. When we were kids she climbed on top of the garage with an umbrella and jumped off with her makeshift parachute. No harm done. I, on the other hand, sprained my ankle just stepping on an uneven patch of pavement.… Read full post »

OCTOBER 9, 2012 2:26PM

My Daughter Has Gone Missing

  

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  But I think I know what happened to her. It started with her garden. I noticed as I passed it that the tomatoes were taking over. Then I noticed that I was walking past bins of tomatoes sitting on her porch steps. There were more such… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 27, 2012 11:53AM

My Friend Percy

    I happened to mention at my book club meeting the other day that I thought of animals as being more attractive than people. For this comment I was roundly criticized by the other members. They seemed inclined to make the "beauty is only skin deep" argument. 

   … Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 25, 2012 12:22PM

Free Stuff

    Okay, I admit it. I'm a sucker for free stuff. So you can imagine how excited I became when I discovered that Ancestry.com was offering a two-week free trial. I was hooked. The site is a vortex. I dipped my toe in the water and was instantly sucked in as though… Read full post »

AUGUST 27, 2012 12:38PM

Simple Pleasures - Summer

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    Just when summer is beginning to sputter into oblivion like a spent Fourth of July sparkler, I find myself wistfully reminiscing about the pleasures of this most opulent of seasons.

    Whenever I walk into my kitchen of late,  I am treated to… Read full post »

MAY 22, 2012 2:29PM

Afterimage

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Afterimage: a visual image or other sense impression that persists after the stimulus that caused it is no longer operative.

    It was a different country then.  Children were raised in homes with two parents, a mother and father, a husband and wife. Usually th… Read full post »

MAY 11, 2012 12:41PM

Charlie's Scars - For Mother's Day

    Charlie was born two months early. He weighed only three pounds at birth and had a heart murmur. He spent quite some time in an incubator before his mother could finally take him home. "I didn't think he was going to live," she told everyone.

    When I knew Charlie,… Read full post »

MAY 1, 2012 11:55AM

Women With Bows

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    There is something about a female archer that teases the imagination out of complacency. A woman warrior inspires. Keira Knightly's performance as Guinevere in King Arthur was so different from that of Vanessa Redgrave's in the musical, Camelot. Guinevere as a warrior… Read full post »