Sarah McKeever Hitt : Writing

Ventura Rain Storm

Ventura Rain Storm

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


Every morning the silly wind blowsthe indigo sky has no cloudy friendsthe trees thirsty for raindropsBirds have no idea what they are missingSweet and..
Genevieve

Genevieve

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


The useless rainthe shivering of the glass against itmakes the smallest noiseFor the time being I feel like magic still happensthere must be something..
Perhaps in the morning.

Perhaps in the morning.

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


I find the shudder of cold that I feel, when I think of your face, cruelbecause I once found you stunning to look at.I can't help but imagine that I w..
Pivotal moment

Pivotal moment

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


This is a pivotal momentwith vines and rhymes and storiesstill the hero you areyour horse is white but walking awayAnd I want you to go.Perhaps I neve..
mirrored glitter

mirrored glitter

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


I danced in the mirrored glitterheld my hands to your handslifted my feet in motion matching beatsfrom the confident musician in the backas your place..
temporary

temporary

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


The sky is purple againwinds eclipsed by blossoming brancheswhose buds are closing for the long night ahead.This Wednesday makes 10 and the birds remi..
Framed nicely in words that speak quietly

Framed nicely in words that speak quietly

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


Tragic I am notwillful perhapsdedicated no doubt never traumaticbecause this is a story in a journalBut don't be scared of slander.You will be framed ..
Emotional symmetry in the fabric of now.

Emotional symmetry in the fabric of now.

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


Some people walk the groundsnoticing the trees for their leaves.They hear the songs of the birds,feel the breeze, all while holding the secret of the ..
Dark Horse Riding Stranger.

Dark Horse Riding Stranger.

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


This is just about the most beautiful daythe temptation of sleep is goneHeaven is not crying on the streetsthe world is inviting more than boredom and..
Are you?

Are you?

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt


Fortress building and mote filled almost to floodingas the sky shine in sunlight despite my fear of rainShort of all I can do for you todayI sleep on ..