Christy Sargent : Writing

Dinner Meal

Dinner Meal

A Poem by Christy Sargent


Dinner Meal I looked over at the man Who sat leaning in towards the lady Cozied up Elbows on the table His legs crossed underneath his chair ..
What Do You Wish For

What Do You Wish For

A Poem by Christy Sargent


What Do You wish forsoft brown eyes watch methey seem restless this morningtroubledwhat are you trying to saywhat would you want me to knowwhat are yo..
The Cloakroom

The Cloakroom

A Poem by Christy Sargent


The CloakroomWe had argued early that morningSo when you walked through my classroom doorAnd straight over to my deskYour face pinched and wet with te..
The Walk

The Walk

A Poem by Christy Sargent


The WalkIt was Sunday afternoonAnd as it turned out a good day to walkThe Englishman who strolled easily along the pathWas not alone todayAs evidenced..
She Smiled and Waved Goodbye

She Smiled and Waved Goodbye

A Poem by Christy Sargent


My first experience as a Hospice volunteer. Doris and I faced death together.
Never Forget

Never Forget

A Poem by Christy Sargent


Never ForgetI start to forgetOnce things settle downAnd you manage to get off the hookAgainThat is where I make my mistakeIn starting to forgetHow thi..
A New Friend

A New Friend

A Poem by Christy Sargent


A New Friend“Hello,” she called out to usStepping from the shadowsOf a stand of tall pinesThey swayed softlyThat afternoonUnder a springti..
A Spider and a Fly

A Spider and a Fly

A Poem by Christy Sargent


A Spider and A FlyIn the windowsill above my writing deskA web of silk whirled into a fatal snareThe amazing ambush of finely spun silkThat begins in ..
I Still Dream

I Still Dream

A Poem by Christy Sargent


I Still DreamI still dream of those timesWhen I was youngAnd so frightenedOf livingI am in the basementStanding before my fatherMy sister is beside of..