There is nothing like the waiting —
not a feeling that can compare.
When I wake and you’re still not there
— my desire is not abating.
No, I’m not here hesitating,
but sometimes it’s hard to find air.
There is nothing like the waiting —
not a feeling that can compare.
I can’t sleep for speculating,
so, I lie awake and I stare,
at your ceiling and empty chair,
–your return anticipating.
There is nothing like the waiting.
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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #12:
For today’s prompt, take on one (or both) of the following prompts:
Write a serious poem. Or…Write a silly poem.
http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-12
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POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form
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AUDIO FILE:
Pen's Ink 