Carlene Simpson Poet Dramatic Monologue

Waiting

Time clicks on, as I wait 
 The hours pass, before my take 
 Daylight ends and night descends 
 Finds me, sitting, thinking, pacing, waiting. 
 The night grows old 
 So does my soul 
 Yet still 
 I wait 
 Watching, staring, seeing, nothing. 
 Night cries, silenced 
 Another day begins 
 When will all this anticipation end? 
 The sun moves on 
 Another day, gone 
 Leaving me, still 
 Wondering, wishing, hoping, 
 for something.

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Daniel Turner January 18, 2016 at 11:43 AM I personally think you have found what you are looking for. I see a lot of talent in your writing. A7 Carlene Simpson January 21, 2016 at 7:09 AM Thanks again Daniel.....I still think I need to work on writing different types of poetry, I'm use to just free styling.

Carlene Simpson January 15, 2016 at 8:43 AM Thanks to all the viewers; PLEASE let me know who you are. Make a comment, I'm new to Poetry Soup, so tell me what I'm doing right, what I'm lacking, or what I can improve on. All comments will be appreciated. Thank you.