Sarah Sullivan
Rose colored glasses blind my soul from the truth that must not be told against the evil and the bold. Their love is deceptive. There is no holding back from the claws of the tiger while lying on your back. The smooth operator rolls back around the block looking for spare change, but instead comes... Continue Reading →
Coming home to yourself is no small feat, a long journey it takes on a path unbeaten. You'll question if you’re surrounded by angels or demons, but you’ll realize all truth comes from feeling. Coming home to yourself is no small feat, a long journey it takes on a path unbeaten. You’ll question if you’re... Continue Reading →
A star floating. Is it shooting or is it wandering? I wonder how far the star will go along the road while all alone, no direction to be known. Does the star even know where it wants to go? Will the star land high or go down below? Wait, where did that bright star go?
One mountain stands in the distance, there are many peaks to climb. A peak of interest never deterred me away, forward is the next destination of mine.
The sun stays strong, all of her planets stay aligned. They spin and rotate upon an axial design. Nothing can go wrong unless the sun were to go offline. Then the planets wouldn’t stay aligned and rotate upon their axial design. When the sun is spinning uncontrollably without any pattern or plan in mind. The... Continue Reading →
I’m broken. After all that’s occurred, I’m broken I’m strong. After all that’s occurred, I’m strong. War and peace. Peace and war. I never know where I’m at. Peace or war? War or peace? I drag my feet. My head is heavy. I never know where I’m at. This leaves me always apt for battle,... Continue Reading →
The clouds belong in the sky. The grass belongs on the ground. The leaves belong on the trees until gravity pulls them down. In the fall the leaves belong on the ground, they help the soil keep their beloved trees around. I wonder if they know this as they flutter themselves around. I wonder if... Continue Reading →
Welcome to phase three: the life you once knew can no longer be, it’s time to spread your wings, letting your fire burn as bright as can be. It’s your time to shine: let your creative heeds fly free, because from you, that’s what the world is waiting to see. There’s a life of adventure... Continue Reading →
Dear Mr. Vagabond, What journey took you down this road? Why the need to always be on the go? What are you running from and are you running alone? Are these adventures of yours to help foster personal growth? Is it your vagabond ways that give you that youthful glow or is it that your... Continue Reading →
Take me to the mountains. Make me climb a hill. Watch me stumble down and right back up I’ll climb. Take me to the ocean. Make me swim against the waves. Watch me go under and right back up I’ll swim. Take me to the desert. Make me find my way home. Watch me as... Continue Reading →
Lighthouse Poetry 