The waiting game

I had intended to write a terribly serious poem for the dverse prompt, but got this instead. I shall now try to write a serious haibun.

 

From waiting to be fed,

to be sent to bed,

under shelter from the rain,

at the station for the train,

waiting for the date

until it gets too late,

life’s one long wait.

Waiting for the phone to ring,

the post to bring

the longed for letter,

waiting for things to get better,

the rain to stop,

the temperature to drop,

waiting for inspiration,

in hair-wrenching frustration

when the words don’t come,

waiting days and then some

for a reply,

to get just a goodbye,

and in the end,

we wend

into the great beyond—slow, don’t run,

after all, waiting’s more fun.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

8 thoughts on “The waiting game”

  1. The rhythm os the poem is upbeat but the content has a serious tone. I see in the poem various stages of life and the different kinds of waiting we make in each of life’s stages.

  2. Love it ! We all do wait for things, so true. And yet, although it’s such a universal theme, it isn’t one, oddly enough, that seems to get explored much in literature or in art.
    Nice work!

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