Biography
Light, love & laughter. And when it works, rhyme.
Samples
When I met the summer sea, I was standing on the edge of nowhere. It was a sort of seabird sense of humour, when the world was new. All was dripping in the sun. Salty young silhouettes on old scars. Sunflowers lifting faces to the sun their divinity mirroring his. A breath of wind, which ripples the reflection of an usual sky. I became accustomed to the light. Though the gentle morning lay reminders of yesterday’s hurricane. And I couldn’t walk on familiar paths and trails, but I could explore the tops of giant fallen trees.
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Blog entries by Sarah Mae
Your heart, my piece of clay (26/10/2021)
Night's a brittle song (pretty words from picture books) (26/10/2021)
I waltzed out my front door this morning (26/10/2021)
When I met the summer sea (pretty words from picture books) (23/09/2021)
To Know (22/01/2020)
I meant to delete this too (29/10/2019)
Another Missing Poem (26/09/2019)
numb (05/09/2019)
To Know Her (23/08/2019)
Another Poem for Today. (15/05/2019)
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Blog link: https://www.writeoutloud.net/blogs/sarahmae
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Comments
<Deleted User> (16099)
Sat 14th Apr 2018 00:25
where have you gone we have missed your presence here.. thoughts and prayers always to you...
Hello Sarah, a quick few words to say how much I like your biography. For some reason it has made an impact on me. Perhaps because I hold these things dear as well. Thank you. Keith
<Deleted User> (16099)
Mon 8th Jan 2018 16:41
I wish you a wonderful and glorious new year and all the blessings it may bring..
Welcome to WOL. You certainly sound like a well-rounded young lady who will have many avenues to explore through your writing. A sense of 'wonder' is surely the most essential gift a poet can have. And then - application.
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Hasmukh Mehta
Fri 4th May 2018 06:39
they were lonely birds
but exchanged no words
it was their desire
but weren't admired
the world was strange
but they couldn't manage
they sang in loneliness
but brought joy to the face
how could they unite?
and force the passion to ignite
but they remain delighted
as and when the scene of love was sighted
there is joy in silence
and cash it on when getting the chance
love is a divine gift
so make no shift
enjoy and try to meet
love each other and affectionately greet
it may pay one day
when you will have your sway