Poem: Impatience by Mark Tulin

Impatience was first published in the Literary Yard. Featured image by geralt @ pixabay.com.

Impatience, by Mark Tulin

Eating a hoagie standing up
while figuring out what to do next
Deciding who to trust, a lower or higher power
to save me from an imagined fate

Waiting for the snow to stop falling,
flowers to bloom, the puppy to grow
Waiting for the quake to break,
the lights to come back on,
the tsunami to drift away

Stuck in a steel box with holes on top--
changing status, changing clothes,
switching partners, switching passwords

Impatience is the cloudy day on the beach,
waiting for the sun to rise,
the teenage girl to blossom into a woman,
the boy’s fuzzy chin to grow a beard

Impatience is the insomniac lying in bed,
gazing beyond the window, waiting for sleep to arrive.