Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

Castaway

Alone
At some random airport
In a remote desolate place
Somewhere on some map
Stranded all night long

With nothing to see
Time stopped still
Idle on my hands
Hours stretched

Nothing to do
Sit and wait
And face
My own
Anxiety            



AP: 3rd place 2026, Honorable Mention 2020

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Caren Krutsinger February 5, 2020 at 4:48 PM I feel I have experienced this.

M. L. Kiser February 5, 2020 at 12:38 PM That's about the size of it; well described experience.

Kai Michael Neumann February 3, 2020 at 4:13 AM I love airports, but I get your feeling ... Line Gauthier February 3, 2020 at 10:57 AM I love your attitude, Kai. You sound like you live in the moment. Thanks for your visit and comment.

Jenish Somadas February 2, 2020 at 11:32 PM Alone is better for making our minds wander in imagination... You made the time fruitful by composing this.. Line Gauthier February 2, 2020 at 11:42 PM Thanks, Jenish. Most appreciated.

Sandra Adams February 2, 2020 at 6:13 PM Yikes. I have been there. If not fiction I hope you are on your way soon :) hugs Line Gauthier February 2, 2020 at 11:41 PM Thanks for your most appreciated visits and comments, Sandra. Sandra Adams February 2, 2020 at 6:52 PM oh definitely especially after hours when all their little shops and things are shut down... Line Gauthier February 2, 2020 at 6:18 PM LOL. There is room for improvement for making airports more interesting.

Heidi Sands February 2, 2020 at 4:57 PM Well written, you have shown this well and led the reader to feel it too :) Line Gauthier February 2, 2020 at 6:18 PM Thanks, Heidi. Most appreciated.