Waiting

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem I wrote in high school while sitting in the Writing Center to tutor.

Submitted: December 19, 2007

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Submitted: December 19, 2007

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Waiting

I was a sparrow once.

I sat on a branch

And did all the things

Sparrows do.

 

Lamp light shatters on the pavement,

It must have gotten lost,

But I, I just don’t know.

 

The world is a small whirlpool -

A little confusing, and I’ve

Never seen one.

No. Maybe a cardboard box,

Useful but lonely.

 

I’m sitting next to a pepper plant

Now. Its drying in a plastic pot.

The texture of the peppers -

Most magnificent.

Wish you could see it.


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