Alone this time,
I take in every road sign,
Every shopfront,
Every curb and crossing.
I pause to peer into empty cafés
And look at vacant bar stools.
I picture you sitting in every spot,
Reclining on the couch in the doctor's waiting room,
Flicking through an old magazine,
Waiting for the green light,
Walking through revolving doors at the old hotel.
Because I'm worried that you'll be my reality
And I have to make sure you fit.
Anna O
taken on an iphone 5s
I love how simple but profound this is. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Skye :) x
ReplyDeleteI can definitely relate to this poem with the picture you included with the post. I enjoyed reading this poem. Thanks for sharing!
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HOLY. You have a way with little poems like this one.
ReplyDeleteThank you Nancy :)
ReplyDeleteAw thank you so much <3
ReplyDeleteas i close my eyes and repeat every stanza in my mind, i can totally imagine myself experiencing this real time, though metaphorically speaking. this is beautiful with a tinge of sadness from the reality of life.
ReplyDeleteThat last line though!
ReplyDeleteSometimes I worry about the amount of time I spend worrying on whether my bf and I will fit ;)
This is so beautiful Anna! I could actually imagine I was in the poem, lovely.
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I'm always peeking into cafes and bars! // The photo and poem fit together beautifully :) -Audrey | Brunch at Audrey's
ReplyDeleteBeautiful written, wow :o !
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Thanks so much Audrey :)
ReplyDeleteAw, thank you so much Stella! :)
ReplyDeleteAw thanks! I'm glad you could relate, but I hope you don't spend too much time worrying,, and instead enjoy the time you have with him :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Elise, means a lot to me :)
ReplyDeleteYou are so talented! Thanks for sharing with us.
ReplyDeleteIsn’t That Charming.
Aw, thank you so much Emily <3
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