Watching and
Waiting
We are watching the
emptiness fill. No,
we are waiting.
Waiting
and watching.
***
We can hear the waves
lapping
against the hull. We
forget the man
in the bird’s nest.
He is waiting,
watching.
***
Or, we are seated on
the porch,
drinking tea and
eating - something.
We ignore the woman
drifting closer, the
woman
waiting and watching.
***
Or, we pretend the
sky isn’t pressing closer,
isn’t sticking to our
skin with its yellow-
greenness and
moisture.
We can still breathe.
We can still wait.
The emptiness is not
filling.
We are watching and
waiting.
but her passion is to grow her writing consulting business, Write Right. She has her Master of Fine Arts degree in creative writing and her Bachelor of Arts degree in English and graphic design. When she isn’t busy working at her day job or building her business, she reads and writes poetry, draws, runs, or tries to find people to go salsa dancing with her.
