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Waiting
The minutes tick by
The falling leaf
drops ever so slowly
The tired coo of doves
echo and re-echo
Waiting is such a tired game
I count my breath
I watch the clouds
I shuffle and shift
lay down and close my eyes
sigh
Tired game, waiting is
You are not here yet...
where are you
I don't know
where are you...
so far away and yet so near
or are you in her arms
tonight?
The falling leaf
drops ever so slowly
The tired coo of doves
echo and re-echo
Waiting is such a tired game
I count my breath
I watch the clouds
I shuffle and shift
lay down and close my eyes
sigh
Tired game, waiting is
You are not here yet...
where are you
I don't know
where are you...
so far away and yet so near
or are you in her arms
tonight?
Published 16th Dec 2011
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16th Dec 2011 3:05pm
Grace you are very deep young woman, this piece is so profound and taps into very feminine emotions. Excellent.
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16th Dec 2011 3:12pm
16th Dec 2011 3:54pm
16th Dec 2011 11:03pm
Story of my life, Paul dear. What else is new. Thanks for commenting, you are kind as always. :D
16th Dec 2011 7:19pm
It reflects all the anxiety of waiting. And also the suspicion of treason. A short poem with a great atmosphere.
16th Dec 2011 11:04pm
Thanks Luca...yes it was written in that spirit. Glad you saw that. Thank you for reading and commenting.
2nd Apr 2013 2:19pm
I am here and there ALWAYS
I too am waiting...
A most Beautiful and Longing poem!!!
Never treason, only ever devotion
My Dear Grace :)
I too am waiting...
A most Beautiful and Longing poem!!!
Never treason, only ever devotion
My Dear Grace :)
2nd Apr 2013 2:49pm
