Cracking the Knuckle Clock

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver #78 July 28th – Waiting

 

Waiting,

Counting minutes with each crack

Of the knuckle clock,

Each tick followed by a tock.

Scanning,

Searching crowds for her face,

Feeling out of place,

Longing for her embrace.

Shuffling,

Rearranging aching feet

On cracks of cruddy concrete,

Sweltering in the heat.

Doubting,

Abandoning the date,

Giving up the wait,

About to walk away…

And then the sun breaks through the grey.

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

Cracking the Knuckle Clock

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11 thoughts on “Cracking the Knuckle Clock

  1. Giving up the wait,

    About to walk away…

    And then the sun breaks through the grey

    anticipation, reward, joy, possibilities, the wait is over? the wait is worth it?
    wonderful poem. Thanks for participating.

    Liked by 1 person

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