in The Waiting RoomA Poem by George Coombssomething that came to me while waiting to see the DoctorIn The Waiting Room
in the waiting room life lived with mobile 'phones waiting for “next” maybe send a text play a built in game take a photo... record a sound even send an email or go to facebook you will not fail to distract yourself from other folk for waiting ages is no joke all over mobiles fingers are busy mind never still...always in a tizzy me? i have no mobile 'phone i am content to be still and alone yet each to their own i would agree sit in a waiting room see what you see...
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AuthorGeorge CoombsBrighton and Hove, Southern, United KingdomAboutI am a retired lecturer from Hove in Southrn England. I write poetry, stories, essays and also draw and paint more..Writing
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