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Wednesday, 18 October 2017
Waiting #thosewhowait #poetry
Waiting. Waiting
Waiting on waiting
Life's next adventure
Could just be passing
Rather than waiting
I should be squeezing
Every opportunity coz
Life's to be living
But life's not like that
Not mine anyway
I'll hit a stop sign
Sometimes literally
Road diverted
Route disrupted
Traffic light red
Danger ahead
Again I'm waiting
Waiting on waiting
For answers to questions
For new life solutions
Sometimes the waiting
Involves a slowing
(Might look like waiting)
If you're not concentrating
But in this waiting
There's action brewing
Internally learning
Adjusting my living
In the waiting
I'm learning
I'm growing
I'm living
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Wait patiently
Is it a virtue?
Feels more like torture
When waiting for you
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Waiting for birthdays
For Christmas or parties
Waiting for letters
Emails, text messages
Waiting for invites
And event invitations
Waiting on appointments
The good and the bad ones
Waiting on results
Nerves ever jangling
Waiting on life
Except for the ending
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I wrote these poems inspired by Tanya Marlow's launch of her book "Those Who Wait: Finding God in Disappointment, Doubt and Delay". See more on her blog tanyamarlow.com
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3 comments:
I loved these poems! The rhythm really conveyed to me that frustrated urgency that accompanies a season of waiting.
Thanks so much for joining in the synchroblog.
"But in this waiting
There's action brewing
Internally learning
Adjusting my living"
I really like this. That's how I feel about waiting. There are things happening during that period.
No matter what we're waiting on, our society doesn't teach us to do this well, does it? A few years back, in a time when I was big-time waiting, there was a song that said "I will worship while I'm waiting." It was a fundamental shift for me. No matter what I'm waiting on, I try to invite God into that. This poem reminded me of that.
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