Waiting
for a surrogate
to fill time
change present tense
Waiting
for revision
of adult lines drawn
dissolved in child’s sandbox
Waiting
for about-face
pivoting in unison
toward the ethical sun
Waiting
for diversity
melting pot culture
inclusive, welcoming
Waiting
for reconstruction
of harsh society
into tranquil faith
Waiting
for a wheel to turn
down gravel path
of communal restoration
Waiting
for metamorphosis
butterfly dancing world
God, make it so
This is beautiful, Mary. The words, the sentiment, even the shape sends a message. I will join you in this prayer.
Thanks for the help, Dan. We need lots of prayer while we wait for change.
Brilliant! I love this poem.
Thank you for commenting so positively!
It’s a really nice poem
And the pattern of the paragraph was also such an amazing idea!
This makes me wanna go out on a ride, I actually would have if not for COVID.
Loved it!!
Thank you! I had a photo of half a bicycle wheel, but I couldn’t get it added the way I intended. Instead, I patterned the poem as half of a wheel and it seems to have worked.
I ride my bicycle, but always early in the morning and with a mask. I can’t give this part of my life up!
That is SO cool! It keeps your fit, I’m sure and also fresh, both mentally and physically!
Do put up more such posts, it’s very refreshing to read!
Thanks again. I appreciate your encouragement!
Very creative!
Thank you!
Amen! Amazing creativity!!
Thanks Satyen! I appreciate you!
Waiting…. beautifully written.
Waiting for so many things, waiting becomes our way of being.
Waiting for things, one after the other,
waiting for the next thing to wait for… 🙂
Yes, we are always waiting for something. It can be as simple as waiting for sleep or more important, such as waiting to hear fom a friend or about a job. This poem is about waiting for people and the world to change.
Concrete poems are hard to get posted properly – kudos on managing that aspect! The repetition is very effective too!! I like it!
Your kudos made wrestling with this worthwhile. Thank you!