WaitingMoose gone at 9.Sean right along at 9.Jon missing at 12.Tiger cold at the corner at 14.Sitting in your chair shotgun on your lap.Nose running, smoke curling to the ceiling.Steps coming up the stairs.Waiting...

The instructions said to wait, so she waited. It was something she did quite well; Lord knows she'd had plenty of practice. Sometimes it seemed she did little else besides wait.Just a few more minutes now. But how many minutes, hours, days, years of her life had she wasted waiting, hoping, praying — all for naught? Enough! Today it would stop. Today she would move forward, no matter what. Her phone played a marimba to cel...

I guess it’s in me somewhere,hovering, waiting,perhaps between heartbeats,or underneath my breath,hiding where it can’t be seen,wanting to escape to somewhere,perhaps over the rainbow where bluebirds fly—who knows why it’s there,what it wants, what it’s doingwhen I’m sleeping?Sometimes I wonder if it’s really there,or just a notion I’m supposed to believelike Santa Claus.Sometimes I want it to speak to me,tell me what I n...

The WaitClock tickingAll is quietClock tickingWaitingClock tickingWill she comeClock tickingMy life stoppedClock tickingDoes she still wantClock tickingMy love awaits Clock ticking

You hear my words  But don’t get the meaning You hear my jokes  But don’t understand them You see the surface because I allow you to see  Never scratching below the layers of me I sit and silently watch  Without being observed My earphones in  Apparently absorbed in my world I see... I watch all the time because  I can tell by watching if you are evil, good or worth knowing

Again, I close my eyesand wait for you, Dear Muse,never knowing if you will comeand enter me today,and if you do, I have no notionwhat you will bring.I glance out at the eastern sky,at the orange glow then close my eyes againand sit here in my darkness,waiting with delicious coffee-- the warmbrown brew I cravelike I crave you.I take that first warm sip-- the sound of “ahhhh” risingfrom my throat-- a sound so pure and fill...

Folding,Hiding beyond bricks,Waiting,Longing to see light.Hiding,Waiting in the dark,Longing to go outside.Waiting,Longing to find something.Longing for life.

Standing on the kerb By the stone bollard The carved number ten Mossily announcing a mile And an arrow pointing up to the town hall at my side. I am waiting to cross the road. I am one with the universe. The lights go red For Ann Street and Queen Street. Cars go forward The green man does not appear. Time is an illusion. The lights change to green For Queen Street. I’m still standing here. As a hulking great truck passes...

5 a.m. Blues Sitting here Clock ticking Tap dripping Fridge buzzing Stomach rumbling Nose freezing Ears twitching When does the peace come blazing in? Sitting here Head aching Phone blinking Birds tweeting Heart thumping Feet freezing Eyes watering When does the gladness zoom into my being? Standing here Body leaning Brain ticking Fingers grasping Kettle boiling Tea brewing Porridge waiting When does is all make sense?

Sitting at the computer, watching, listening, typing. The heat in front of the window is comfortable, though the sun is too bright, even through the tinted glass. Maybe I'll find you today. Maybe... I look out the window every twenty seconds or so. I just want to see you. Even if you aren't with me I know that your being in the area is an unparalleled comfort.I turn around in the chair. Letting a smile cross my face think...

A heart unsure and clinging to a dream… You were in love with another, or so it seemed… I waited my turn, hoping you would soon see… That the man for you, was always me… That day in the kitchen, yellow you wore… I remember it clearly how my eyes met yours… In only that moment I knew it was you… Never in doubt my love steadily grew… The endless days passed without your attention… I didn’t exist, my name barely mentioned… F...

Easy come, easy go,Longing for a heart that won't let me go.Where is this kind of love?I just do not know.Oh well, some things are easy come and easy go.Longing to find a heart that does,not understand this phrase of, Easy come and easy go. Where is this heart? I just do not know.It has not found me just yet,but I will not give up hope.Easy come, easy go,This kind of love has no place in my heart,I have love to give, love...

Falling from the skyFloating slowly downSo white, so lightCold like iceMaking us warm insideGracefully fallingFalling on your faceMelting fast on your skinLike ice on a warm summer dayKnowing only one thingStanding there looking up in the skySlowly wondering, where you’ll goHow will it come again? When? Why?So many questions about one simple thing that has no answersKnow only what you wantForgetting your life and troubles...