In the waiting

By Jonas Robinson

In the other room
With flowers which bloom
A ghost who cries, with teal-green eyes
Simple as the fresh smell of snow and mist

Is that you? As time is lost
within eternity, a mist of absence
A broken stone of tranquil freedom
The sunsetting burns deliquent frost

And in this ghost, are you asleep?
She cries and I know, very deep
inside, that I have lost, my ability to weep
For I know nothing but to sew and reep

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Copyright 2018 Jonas Robinson
Published on Saturday, December 1, 2018.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

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  • sTr8-jAcKeT On Friday, December 7, 2018, sTr8-jAcKeT (551)By person wrote:

    At first I got the impression that you were comparing a metaphor of a waiting room to finding love. Then it got personal, gj.

  • Jonas Robinson On Friday, December 7, 2018, Jonas Robinson (525)By person wrote:

    Interesting interpretation. Thank you.

  • Luna Jay On Sunday, December 2, 2018, Luna Jay (707)By person wrote:

    This hits home to a sad a sickened soul, excellently inked my friend

  • Jonas Robinson On Sunday, December 2, 2018, Jonas Robinson (525)By person wrote:

    Thank you.

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