What am I waiting for--
for rain to stop and summer weather come?
Am I waiting for a call
or just waiting for the telephone?
It's hard to make a start all on your own
but waiting, just waiting, doesn't help you get it done.
What am I waiting for
standing at a bus stop all alone
in silver rain.
Listening to the busy bees that hum and drone
in roses drenched in dew
not waiting for the sun to shine. They've always known
it's no good waiting
for someone else to come and beat your drum.
Go out and make a start and shake your bones.
Collection available! Knocking from Inside
Sunday, May 25, 2008
No Good Waiting
Labels:
free verse,
poetry
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1 comment:
I like it! Especially the image of silver rain... :)
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