Waiting Nowhere Forever

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem about patience and longing, from a long time ago.

Midnight alone

The dark barren Mohave stretching all around. 

A gas station light in the distant horizon

The only beacon in the frigid landscape.

 

Empty train tracks, two worn wooden benches, and a wall of glass 

Waiting for the Amtrack to stop

Errant trains pass as I try to stay awake. 

The hours peel off into the sandy moonlit night.

 

Dreaming of a snow swept Wisconsin Christmas

Church windows, pfeffernusse, and  watercrest making my mind water.

DeForest silent and serene in the pristine white hills

The warmth of a family gathering to rival Rockwell.

 

The stars shimmer above

The same stars will great me at home

Pennies on the track are a momentary amusement

A coyote howl in the distance keeps time

 

 

 

 


Submitted: May 29, 2021

© Copyright 2021 Keith Balen. All rights reserved.

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