I love using color to describe a variety of things. Loved ones, birth, hardships, prayer, and this time, a season. Winter by Sarah Steele January 2008 Winter is blue like the water now frozen in a sea of glass like my hometown mug of hot cocoa that warms me through the dark, cold nights like [...]
Let's not leave Dad out. Try this poem for two voices with him! DAD: A Poem For Two Voices by Sarah Steele I'm thankful I'm thankful For my dad For my kids When he comes home When I come [...]
In this final poem reflecting on the hardship of my couple years, I talk through the messiness of messiness and the value of a trusted counselor. When it's hard to laugh, when small talk takes great effort, when you're afraid you're too much of a downer or a burden, when all you want to do is [...]
Sometimes, what starts as a good thing can consume you until you're certain you won't live through it. Most often, you do live through it only to be left with an anxiety you simply can't shake. But sometimes, by the grace of God, you can learn to do that good thing again in the way [...]
I write silly books for kids, it's true. (And we're working on Book #3! You can follow along with that progress on my Instagram feed.) But here on the blog, I prefer to write to their moms and dads and grandmas and grandpas (and maybe the occasional aunt and uncle). So if you've ever lived [...]
The Story Behind the Poem The first three years of our marriage, we washed our clothes at a laundromat. Sometimes I'd bring a book to read, find the Sunday comics there, or paint my nails. Sometimes I'd go before work (5:30am!). Sometimes we went together. It was mostly...a good experience to be able to speak [...]
This poem is from the end of my first semester, freshman year of college. Being the oldest of ten kids had its crazies...and its lovelies. It took me a few months to come down from the high of Doing Whatever I Want, but I finally realized I reeeeeally missed my family. (My youngest sibling was [...]
I love the simplicity of such a short poem. I wrote the first one in high school and the second in college. As a high schooler, I felt quite scandalous using the word "naked" in my writing. But the second one rhymes, which you KNOW I love. Do you prefer one over the other? The [...]
In keeping with where I'm from and since this website is still relatively new and we're still getting to know each other, here's a different approach to the Where I'm From poem, talking specifically about my hometown. I Come From by Sarah Steele December 2008 I come from Otsego where the people "Come to Work, Come to [...]
Every week or two, I'll be sharing a little peek into my writer's journal. Poems or short stories. From high school or yesterday. Deeply personal or generic. Familiar or new. I'd like to kick off with an oldie I wrote early in our marriage, inspired by George Ella Lyon's poem. I wrote this as part [...]