The Wait

hovering

in abeyance

circling

in patterns

waiting

upon changes

without control

prayers

plunder

all asking

for an easing

for comfort

for more life

for death

sometimes for both

 

a white curtain

flutters

gauze-like

and as the wind whips by

it presses cloth

into eyes

into navel

into the crevice between legs

the gauze

a shroud

on a summer’s day

copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2012

Reviews

[Pax]

a shimmering patiences... like i said to my quote: waiting is much harder if we think of the time we wasted, so i say think of other things... then you've done that amazingly appreciating the beauty around you...
beautiful work my friend.

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you!

[quinfinn]

this evokes so much colorful imagery that it fairly creates its own pictures...very nicely written

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you quinfinn--hope all is well in your world

[quinfinn]

my world couldn't be better, thank you!

[Audrey Howitt]

I am glad!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

As always Audrey beautifully written with flow and pace and evokative words and phases that makeyou feel the piece.

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you John!

[Sarah]

It has been writen beautifuly well done

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you!

[Heather]

I know this feeling, of waiting for something, death, healing, the unknown. You wrote it beautifully. Thank you for posting it

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you so much Heather--

[Ed Hart]

that's quite an image, increasingly intimate and powerful

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you Ed--I wrote this when a close friend's husband became really ill--he died last week and I decided to post this one here

[Adam M. Snow]

Love it

[Audrey Howitt]

Thank you Adam--I so appreciate it--

[Adam M. Snow]

You are most welcome