One Single Impression: A Winter's Day

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You tell me you will come.


I wait. I watch. I listen.


I close my eyes,


And I imagine you are here.


Your arrival is a special occasion;


Your presence stops everything.


With me

The world inclines its head


In homage


To you.


I wait. I watch. I listen.


I close my eyes.


Nothing.


Silence.


This waiting is a cold hell that


Could erupt into a thousand flames


This instant

And consume every unkept promise.


"Do not wait for the one who leaves you waiting."


I hear the advice;

I feel the heat of the scornful glance


That says:


Think better of yourself; move on.


I turn away, run to the window:


I am waiting


For a storm


That will not come.

One Single Impression

Comments

  1. This is a very powerful work Sandy. I am re-reading the lines, savoring your work and contemplating your thoughts as you wrote this. Excellent take on the prompt.

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  2. wow...there's lots of hidden meaning in those words. really enjoyed the feelings, anticipation and ideas you played with. read it over and more comes. great poem.

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  3. It seems to me there are storms brewing of many types here. Perfect.

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  4. I hate waiting! But I love the sight of the ice crystals on the brances, very nice!

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  5. Excellent, very powerful.

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  6. Anonymous7:46 AM

    This makes me a bit sad. It brings me back to a Winter's Day from long ago. As a teenager I sat crocheting Christmas Stockings in the rocking chair which overlooked the driveway window. I rocked and looked out while I waited for my boyfriend to arrive. He never did show up on that day. My MotherDear also remembers this day, because she felt so bad for me. Waiting, always waiting.

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  7. Wow!

    I love that frost!

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  8. That would be terrible if you are waiting for a loved one.

    I would not want to wait for a storm to happen either.

    Happy Holidays Sandy!!

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  9. this is a powerful poem, Sandy. I like the use of repetition, it really evokes the sensation of waiting. The lines-- "This waiting is a cold hell that\Could erupt into a thousand flames\This instant\And consume every unkept promise." --are especially powerful.
    Somethings/people/events are worth waiting for, even a lifetime. Sometimes we want to embrace the storm -- it's powerful, beautiful, consuming!

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  10. there's wisdom in waiting.

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  11. Excellent piece! Embrace the storm indeed.

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  12. Judging by the football game in Foxboro, it came. Needless to say, given my feelings for snow, I would not have been upset if it did not. Also, poetically, I thought this piece was superb!

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  13. I like the photo! things happen if you wait for them or not always do something when you are waiting!

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  14. How many times was my nose pressed to that glass! I'm with you there,and I hate waiting too, yet anticipation is it's own reward! Nice poem. I like the lines about "cold hell.. erupting in flames, consuming every unkept promise." A bit like life, eh?

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  15. Very good piece and I am trying to do this in my life right now.

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  16. Powerful-reading it makes me feel as though a storm is raging in me.

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  17. It's so tempting to go line by line and say praise them all. You have such a gift for evoking deep emotion but also for the music and river-flow of poetry. I always love reading your work.

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  18. I like how it builds up to the end

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  19. Anonymous11:28 PM

    Excellent expressions, Sandy. A cry and yearning from the heart. I understand it well.

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  20. Strong emotional piece Sandy!

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  21. Dear Sandy--
    I felt a tear at my heart in reading this--

    Thank you for your obvious love for words...

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  22. Very sad.
    But very well said.

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  23. Anonymous2:42 AM

    Hiya Sandy. Hope you have a fab Christmas. Thanks for your support and that of OSI early in the year while I was finding my voice. Best wishes for the New Year. Cheers.

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  24. Anonymous8:56 AM

    Sandy, this is a powerful poem. There are many layers and much to read within its borders. I also enjoyed the photos from your tree. Thank you for these posts.

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  25. Anonymous11:17 AM

    saying brrr from california

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  26. Once again a strong, many-dimensional piece. Strong yet sad. I was struck by the fact that both our verses this week included the broken promise...

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  27. The layers are so well done - lovely work and photo!

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  28. ..without being theatrical,the inherently subtle drama of this beautiful poem~sings..A Very Merrry Christmas! & Many Thanks..

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  29. Anonymous4:43 PM

    Waiting does indeed displace this one Moment and Hell is a good description of it.

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  30. i am not a good wait-er & your words give my heart a voice in that

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  31. This is so well measured and laid out. I feel those feelings. Brilliantly done.

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  32. Hi Sandy, this is wonderful. Most of us adults have been there once or a few or several times.
    Thank you. Is the bottom line please don't worry excessively about something that you don't have very much control over?
    I finally put a ditty on line. I've been in a crunch
    ..

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