Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
Waiting - Poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
Waiting for phone calls
waiting for letters
waiting for tip toes of arrival
waiting for a knock at the door.
waiting is exciting
when time is set for coming
waiting is celebrating
when meeting is assured
with that one been waited for.
waiting is fearing
when the clock continues
to tick tock without the knocking
of that who's been waited for.
Waiting is torture
when the telephone calls
do not leave an answer
when what is heard is cold silence
calling for more endless waiting.
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