Poetry Train: waiting
For this week’s Poetry Train, I offer up my first 3:15 Experiment poem, written at 3:15 am August 1, 2001. I am reminded of this poem on this day that we have set aside to recognize and celebrate the work of Dr. Martin Luther King…
it takes a long time
when you’re waiting waiting waiting
for the light at the end of the tunnel waiting
for the ice cream to freeze waiting
for the flame to catch waiting
for the sun to shine waiting
you can’t wait
too hard
it will never come
you must wait
softly lightly
with poise
balancing
the waiting
on your head
it wants to fall
the waiting
ends
the waiting
begins again
the waiting
is balanced
on your head
you are walking
forward
you wait
you wait
and the sun does shine
and the eggplant grills
and the tea is brewed
and the hot fudge melts
and there
is love.
–the art predator
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This is really nicely crafted for a first go at 3:15 in the morning. I especially like:
“the waiting
ends
the waiting
begins again
the waiting
is balanced
on your head
you are walking
forward
you wait
you wait”
Really love that image of a delicate walk forward to balance the waiting on one’s head.
this is such a great 3:15 poem. the random eggplant grilling appearing.
i love the
“balancing
the waiting
on your head”
since I know your voice I can so hear you reading this one.