Sarah Stearns
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Night at the OfficeA Poem by Sarah StearnsTemptatious is shewho drives a red dress,with pumps for hewho has a hard desk. |
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Standing in Stagnant WatersA Poem by Sarah StearnsMy heart beats with a rhythm. Back... and forth... between... realities.Powerful as stone, but light as dust. Standing here... life... pulsates... ins.. |
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The Passenger's SeatA Poem by Sarah StearnsThe pits and pats on metal tincan make wavy images blend.And although it may be a sin,it seems the drops will never end. |
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Sidewalk LifeA Poem by Sarah StearnsI saw a spider with five legs today.He was limping cross the walk.Some injury must have caught his way,while crawling to his rock.I had the urge to sq.. |
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DeflatingA Poem by Sarah StearnsI once dreamt of falling off a building.I felt like a balloon losing its air.The type of balloon everyone watches sinkslowlyto its death.The one child.. |
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My Sweet Little ViolinA Poem by Sarah StearnsHave you ever heardthe deep, the dreamand vibrations of her voice?Felt the smooth slippingof your fingersdown her spine?Seen her skin,a thousand years.. |
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Empty Rooms & Locked DoorsA Poem by Sarah StearnsMy lonely heart that yearns. |
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SundialA Poem by Sarah StearnsMy favorite haiku creation. |
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Silent FragranceA Poem by Sarah StearnsI’d say the snow was bitter, rotten to its hard, cold and disastrous core, but I’d be wrong... |
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Dancing on the BeachA Poem by Sarah StearnsHer sweet breath rolls to sand in May and carries over the dancer’s sway of hips and feet to PA’s .. |
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