Waiting

Waiting for someone, who may never come back but still you hope.

So what if it is a day,

it is still darkness behind the charcoal clouds

Slowly dispersing, offering a false ray of hope

Marred by the wind gushing in faster, stronger

bringing with it another thunderstorm

More clouds, more darkness, more sadness

It is a cold, wet day

It drizzles and gushes for hours

Until the last drops get their chance

To kiss the love drenched earth alas

The sky has cleared, blue visibile. 

Sun however is behind the distant hill.

Maybe I will have to wait through the night.

Another long unsure wait, hoping for its sight.

Author's Note

Is it always this hard to move on?

Reviews

[Maglia Weaver Twill]

no. you are a peach. New Theory, what is new theory? What is new theory about? You play with the elements, the rain, the sun, the umbrellas, and master the great science of waiting, how, clansman/clanswoman, we are breathless, weightless, and our earth signs hover about in the atmosphere with the struggling mother earth

[New Theory]

I am really flattered by your comments :) . Thanks for reading these :)

[Lyn Anderson]

A gorgeous metaphor, with a wonderful form and photo to compliment the piece. As to the subject matter, yes, depending on who, why, and when ... sometimes we just kind of slide out of it, never completely leaving all of it behind.

[New Theory]

Thank you KLGoode :).

[Vidya Bacchus]

Yes it is always very hard to move on.This is such a bitter sweet pen Theory.Sometimes we wait even knowing that what or who we are waiting for may not come because we have hope.

[New Theory]

Thank you Vidya, yes I guess sometimes we are stuck with it :).

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome T :)