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

Author's Note:

I thank everyone who reads this. Please rate and comment.

Comments on "In the waiting"

On Monday, September 2, 2019, Hope in despair (122) wrote:

Man Jonas! You are a beast of poet! And I mean that in the best possible wayðŸ˜€ I love the feel and detail of your poems. As one reads, it is like you are there experiencing it for yourself. You have a gift !
On Thursday, September 5, 2019, Jonas Robinson (867) wrote:

Thank you for your praise and respect. I'm glad you have moved and penetrated you. :)
On Tuesday, January 15, 2019, Samael Crowe (174) wrote:

I've just discovered this and it is my favourite one by you. Darkly beautiful. I am entranced.
On Tuesday, January 15, 2019, Jonas Robinson (867) wrote:

I always take the concept of being hypnotized by one of my poems as a compliment. Thank you. I thought this one was one of my best, too. :)
On Friday, December 7, 2018, sTr8-jAcKeT (735) 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.
On Friday, December 7, 2018, Jonas Robinson (867) wrote:

Interesting interpretation. Thank you.
A former member wrote: This hits home to a sad a sickened soul, excellently inked my friend
On Sunday, December 2, 2018, Jonas Robinson (867) wrote:

Thank you.
On Wednesday, February 27, 2019, Jonas Robinson (867) wrote:

I'm glad you can relate, Luna. :)