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I Wait
by Maria Terezia Ferenczas usual I wait
I have made peace
with pain
I rejoice in separation
I have learned to inhale the space between words
I exhale in whispers to myself
I can live on silence
Comfortably
I see with the dry eyes found between tears
my world parched of emotion
every sweep of my eyelid a scrape on my soul
I sleep in the hollow carved from a lover's last lie
curling up with his empty promises
I am hushed
in anticipation
I wait
I have learned to enjoy
this expectation
waiting for the next lover
to arrive
08/24/2007 Posted on 08/24/2007
Copyright © 2026 Maria Terezia Ferencz
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 08/24/07 at 01:14 PM this left me feeling subdued and hopeful. nicely written. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 08/24/07 at 01:50 PM I love it... inhale... exhale.... such wonderful imagery!!! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/24/07 at 02:35 PM How eloquently and exquisitely sad. |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 08/24/07 at 09:41 PM Maria, so beautiful and sad. Maybe the next lover will be better, more truthful, sleep without lying, allow your words the freedom they need.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 08/25/07 at 07:27 PM Maria, you put this poem together so eloquently. "I see with the dry eyes found between tears ..." ... this line especially poetic. Great poem. Thanks for sharing. |
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