Tagged: wait

some days, we are face-

waiting in the wings,

when waiting becomes

when waiting becomes
the only game, the win goes
to the one who can

manage to feign disinterest,
even boredom, for the longest
.
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t-minus four hours,

t-minus four hours,
waiting for guests to arrive
on a rainy day –

things to prep, things to hold off
on, things to just let go of
.
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and still, every time,

the end of august,

the end of august,
when hopes and dreams bob upon
the final waves of

summer’s mirage, ready to reel
in the big one, any day now
.
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sixty-one minutes

sixty-one minutes
before takeoff, we sit at
the gate, waiting and

dreaming of flight, something more
graceful and less burdensome
.
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the fig tree is ripe

the fig tree is ripe
with robins this morning, knocking
off heavy fruit to

pick at across the lawn as
we wait for the main event
.
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we wait all day for

we wait all day for
something to happen – in the
microcosm of

our backyard – life, death, and the
great escape, if only for now
.
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one out of every

one out of every
twelve messages start with a
knock, a not-always-

so-friendly reminder that
something, someone is waiting
.
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