Beth Sarah

Joined June 2021

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We've been scribbled in the margins of a story that is patently absurd

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Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge

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Better With You
One blistering day last June - a day off when I was feeling blissful and excited and full of possibility - I set an intention to write a song. I had never written a song before. I would not classify myself as a musician in any capacity.
By Beth Sarah9 months ago in Beat
Love Hurts
I awake from another restless sleep. My eyes open to the ceiling, and that familiar, dull sinking returns—an ache in my chest. Then his face. Always his face.
By Beth Sarah9 months ago in Fiction
Ho'oponopono
When you don't see yourself I see you. When you don't see your power I see you. When you don't see your fire I see you.
By Beth Sarah11 months ago in Poets
Lover, a second half
God do I feel so proud as his energy fizzles like a current and all are hypnotized by his brilliance in dance or song or quip or thought or magnificent bizarre act.
By Beth Sarah11 months ago in Poets
Lover
never before have I felt the contours of so strong a chest or strong warm arms wrapped around me and we hold each other so tightly in acknowledgement that this is where we are safe and it was always meant to be this way-
By Beth Sarah11 months ago in Poets
Saturday Morning
When I passed the bedroom I caught a glimpse of your perfect form half wrapped up, half exposed. I think about all you mean to me.
By Beth Sarah11 months ago in Poets
Grenade-bottle candle
when October seeps in at the fringes there is no remorse for it for it was in the shadowy haze of the kitchen where their love was forged
By Beth Sarah12 months ago in Poets
Summer Love
A hot day - the sort that cooks you from the ground up. The sun sizzles: a tantalising scorch - and us swigging cans of tepid beer that were cool ten minutes ago
By Beth Sarah12 months ago in Poets
That's Love
The guiding light inside you (that's love) The smile for a stranger (that's love) The thrill of your passion (that's love)
By Beth Sarah12 months ago in Poets
Dear Jenna
Dear Jenna Last week, a pupil of mine gifted me a beautiful Moleskine notebook and I have relished this morning unwrapping the cellophane, appreciating the smooth sturdiness of the article; and the sense of promise- unlimited promise- that inevitably comes with the blank pages of a clean notebook. Even though it may seem strange, I knew in my heart when I woke up today that I wanted to use the first pages to write a letter to you. And so I sit here now, admiring the winter sunshine, pen in hand, steaming coffee beside me, ready to do so.
By Beth Sarahabout a year ago in Motivation
Period 4
“Silence!” she barks across the classroom, “or you will lose your break time.” And so an indignant sea of faces turn their attention back to their workbooks and continue with their
By Beth Sarahabout a year ago in Poets
Escape to reality
Sitting in a lotus pose I regulate my breathing in-two-three; out-two-three until at last I depart from a plane of quibbles and nonsense into
By Beth Sarahabout a year ago in Poets