Deana Rode

Rookie (October 1980 / West Covina, CA)

(1999) The First Night - Poem by Deana Rode

The distance is so far
yet entirely within my reach
My loneliness consumes me
even though this is a repeated scene
Soon the story will be different
but I fear I’m too impatient
Almost on my deathbed waiting
and it’s only been a day.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 14, 2010


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