Waiting
Hard back wooden chairs
dull pale green walls
minutes morph into hours
thoughts rush forward then retreat
racing back into the blackness
Outside, morning rain falls softly
reminiscent of an old song
with emotions rising to the tune
like so many smoke clouds
evaporating into the atmosphere
Poppy seed salad dressing
added to the grocery list
phone calls need to be returned
the black cat on the video cries
bringing reality back in focus
Time has no master but itself
and so the day continues
like a ping pong game of the mind
where no one loses
and no one wins
Notebook resting on a lap
words written on a page
conclude the next chapter
all the while sitting
in a hard back wooden chair
Ann Christine Tabaka
Ann Christine Tabaka is a nominee for the 2017
Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She lives in Delaware, USA. She is a published
poet and artist. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her
husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are Page &
Spine, The Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, The Stray Branch, Trigger
Fish Critical Review; Foliate Oak Review, The Metaworker, Raven Cage Ezine,
RavensPerch, Anapest Journal, Mused, Apricity Magazine, Longshot Island, The
Write Launch, The Stray Branch, Advaitam Speaks Literary Journal, Ann Arbor
Review.
*(a complete list of publications is available upon
request)
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