Central California Poetry Journal

Volume 2002 Number 1

The Poetry of Central California Page 0203

The Poetry of Sandy Starr

Sandy Starr is a journalist, writer/photographer for a newspaper and business publications. She currently resides in the foothills of Albuquerque, New Mexico. She makes an annual pilgrimage to California. She has written poetry for as long as she can remember. She has been published locally in several publications, and in InkLit, Artisan and A Writer's Choice Literary Journal (http://members.spree.com/writer/) Starr has lived all over the country and the world. Her heart however still lives in San Francisco, where she lived for two years in the 1970's. She says that she loves the California coast, and that her favorite thing to do is drive up Highway 1 and take it all in," the view, the smell, everything." Starr wrote the poems in this collection about California. Sandy Starr's poetry is also featured in the 1997, 1999, and 2000 editions of The Central California Poetry Journal on pages 0106, 0001 , 9102 , and 7107. She is currently doing freelance work for the Mountain View Journal, doing arts and entertainment pieces and photos. You may wish to visit Sandy Starr's web page by using this link to Sanstarr's Page

Exhaustive Search

When will peaceful nights return? With the full moon?
With the fall color? With the winter wind blowing cold rain
and sleet, pinging on the tin roof?
Will they come back with the smell of wood smoke on the night breeze?

I am so tired I want to lay down
right on the rug with the dust mites
and cat hairs and fall into a place
where sleep wraps me up in softness.

I can't sleep in my bed
though the sheets are 300 count cotton
and feel like floating in the womb, but
disturbing dreams find me there
and we wrestle like lovers til morning
and the restfulness of night
gets left somewhere on a flat dry desert plain.

I could lay down right there by the cat
curled into the heat of a sunbeam
upside down
paws curled
whiskers twitching now and then
lay right down there with him and purr.

I am so tired I wish I drank coffee
laced with caffeine that makes your engine
hum and buzz.
I could put my head down right here and get key shapes
imbedded on my cheeks.
If it would let me rest I would do it
but my mind would speak to the keys and
write a novel
twisted and unsettling words would spell themselves out
right on the screen of my computer
a tale of darkness, suspense, horror,
fireballs in the sky and buildings crumbling
like sandcastles in high tide.

Sorrow Catches Up

the house is too quiet
I don't know where to turn
so I walk in circles
following my spinning mind
if I could get to the shoreline I would walk it
in its entirety and turn around walking back
just to feel a sense of direction
and soak up the power along the edge of land

I need to walk toward the setting sun
and turn to meet it rising
following the light
a constant motion
running away from this dim space
this empty feeling
within my soul

All text and images in The Central California Poetry Journal are copyrighted. Copyright by © by Scott Galloway2002. All rights are reserved. See main Journal page for copyright information.

Authors and poets submitting original materials to this journal retain all rights to their original work, except those rights specifically assigned in writing to Solo Publications including the right to publish the submitted work in The Central California Poetry Journal. The poems on this page are copyrighted by the author. Copyright © Sandra Starr 2002. All Rights Reserved.

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