Waiting – for Prompt 41 Consuming Impatience

My skin cracks and splits
Beneath this weight of hours
Emotions parched
This desert life has gripped me
Yet still has ill-equipped me
For its slow and steady
Portentous demands

There was that moment on the stair
Your hushed voice as you kissed my hair
Mere seconds saw our souls laid bare
But turn around and you’re not there

My heart so cold and dry
Beats more from habit than from need
Its rhythm lost
Your note that said ‘please wait for me’
Turned into shackles, never free
And each day in my mailbox
Nothing lands

A dream I once held very close
And cherished more than you supposed
It could have been a budding rose
Instead I find the counter closed

My muscles ache and groan
For time’s a bleak and fickle friend
My sinews locked
Such patience is a thing apart
Its cloying grace corrodes my heart
All promises mere tides on
Shifting sands

I’m waiting here beneath this sky
I’ll wait forever or till I die
Whichever’s first, I do not lie
But you, not time, will pass me by

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

For mindlovemisery’sprompt at: http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2014/02/02/day-41-consuming-impatience/

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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20 Responses to Waiting – for Prompt 41 Consuming Impatience

  1. sknicholls says:

    There is a heaviness in these words that I can’t seem to crawl out from under on this particular day…patience, what a virtue. You are such the wordsmith πŸ™‚

  2. Oh Helen this is wonderful the emotions are so visceral and palpable in this

  3. You had me at my skin cracks and splits beneath this weight of hours. Totally drawn in. Really enjoyed it.

  4. Noora says:

    “I’m waiting here beneath this sky
    I’ll wait forever or till I die
    Whichever’s first, I do not lie
    But you, not time, will pass me by”
    … my heart just skipped a beat!

  5. ‘My muscles ache and groan’, how I relate to this one. Very powerful Helen and I like how you have concluded this poem ‘you not time will pass me by’ a very telling statement. Well done.

  6. Elaine says:

    So emotional. Nicely expressed.

  7. sknicholls says:

    Helen, i thought i had your email address, could you send it to me please at sknicholls1@gmail.com

  8. I feel the emotion that pours from your heart and spirit, and I am gripped by your sadness and pain within your words! Yet your poem is so beautifully written, and because of that I can smile, because I love the way you write! Blessings always!

  9. Ziggy Mang says:

    beautiful as always, devoid of life,, romantically circling pain

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