The aggravation in waiting

 

I wait for spring since
autumn swirled all the leaves
entwined the trees are lost to the winds
I wait for spring since
apples lost their fragrance and teeth
no longer pierce the orange skin of sorrow
I wait for spring since
nothing else is worth waiting for
hope crawls back in
a single bud spells out in fury
SPRING

So here I am
submerged  in petals
intoxicated by their subtle aromas
smiling foolishly to every sunrise
waiting, indeed waiting, again
waiting… insanely waiting…
just waiting
the season fit for me

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4 Responses to The aggravation in waiting

  1. Pingback: The aggravation in waiting | Sky under construction

  2. Fantastic… this beautiful poetry is your season after all! Lovely blog too.

  3. Thank you, VictoriaJoDean!!!!

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