He Is Late.

He Is Late.

A Poem by Marie

He is late!

 

Will he

 

or

 

won’t he

 

come?

 

Trepidation

 

marks

 

the

 

hour!

 


© 2024 Marie


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I hate that anxiety that happens when one is late to meet us.

All the things that run through our head....did something bad happen? something tragic?

are they just being selfish and rude? did they play us?

I hate feeling up in the air....especially when I am petrified of heights.
j.

Posted 21 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

7 Hours Ago

Love your comment with a hint of humour, dear J. Thank you for reading and for sharing your thoughts.. read more



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I hate that anxiety that happens when one is late to meet us.

All the things that run through our head....did something bad happen? something tragic?

are they just being selfish and rude? did they play us?

I hate feeling up in the air....especially when I am petrified of heights.
j.

Posted 21 Hours Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

7 Hours Ago

Love your comment with a hint of humour, dear J. Thank you for reading and for sharing your thoughts.. read more
These words could describe many different types of situations. All of them point to one emotion: fear. In this case it is fear of the unknown, which in its own way can exceed fear of the known.

Posted 1 Day Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

7 Hours Ago

I haven't experienced waiting for someone to show up, because if the person I was meeting was not th.. read more
I believe the modern term they say nowadays is ' fashionably late ' though not my style as one should never keep a lady waiting i say, shows a lack of respect to say the least.... Nice brevity Marie!!

Posted 1 Day Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

7 Hours Ago

Thank you for kindly reading and for your very gentlemanly and lovely comment. Wishing you a very lo.. read more
Tom

3 Hours Ago

Same here Marie xoxo
Marie

56 Minutes Ago

Aaaawwww! Bless you, dear Tom xoxo
Been there and done that. Urgency marks this poem in itsvery construction. The choice of placing short one or two word lines makes it driven with racing power as if each second is ticking by. The question never answered is further fuel for the driving dilema. Tick, tick, tick goes the clock and the poem runs out. What to do when the person waited for does not come? What does it mean? Are you being stood up, unimportant in their view or has something happened? A thousand things go through the mind. Very nicely done my friend.

Posted 1 Day Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Marie

1 Day Ago

Been there, done that too, dear soren. Yes, a thousand things go through one's mind at such a time. .. read more

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Added on October 18, 2024
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Marie

Kerry, Ireland



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