Septic room, sterile air, muffled words
He said wait…
Noisy room, loud coughs, old magazines
I still wait
She calls, I come, he speaks
Fears realized
I am doomed,
I still wait…
A contest entry
- Contemplations: The Waiting Room by Cat.
1300 points, ended November 9, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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short... concise and good use of language to get the point across..
many thanks for entering this contest -
this must be the worse feeling- the waiting and the realization of how bad things are- good use of brevity in this piece- nicely produced- thanks so much for entering
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Can feel the emotions that com through just in these few lines - I still wait - no good news given; sentiments well expressed in these lines. Liked the brevity of the poem and the visuals one gets when reading this.
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Thanks grannyeri, I am sure this is one of those poems that you can respond to "been there,...done that." Always appreciate your encouragement.
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