07 Dec

A pale


wintry sun


the walls

and strokes

the furnishings.

This late

December afternoon

is silent


and still.

Yet with one eye


as if waiting

for something

or someone.



© the author writing as Romantic Dominant/Faded Romantic

Actually written in another November, not December. Yet it could be today.

Art by Hamish Blakely


Posted by on December 7, 2021 in Poetry, romance, Still Life


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2 responses to “Waiting

  1. thereluctantpoet

    December 8, 2021 at 5:08 pm

    Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

    Liked by 1 person


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