Waiting for Their Turn
hollow psyche, pulse that aches
existence a memory
waiting for their turn
1919
Abbott Handerson Thayer
the ones, given up
why wait —
surrender, just rest a bit
smolder, layer by layer
stranger to the sorrow, the misery
graves scatter, marrow ripens
humble me or take me
a soul, no more
ashes
🎉 Congratulations!
Your post has been upvoted by the SteemX Team! 🚀
SteemX is a modern, user-friendly and powerful platform built for the Steem community.
🔗 Visit us: www.steemx.org
✅ Support our work — Vote for our witness: bountyking5
Thank you.
It's good to read some poetry in between. You give the reader something to think!
I am more than happy to provide solace.
I wish you a great and creative weekend!
🍀❤️
@wakeupkitty
A happy weekend to you as well.
... and life is worth living after all! As long as it lasts, with light and shadow. With pain. And always: hope. The psyche is a strange thing ;-))
Long term struggle can be so exhausting
But we move through and that makes it so beautiful.
0.00 SBD,
0.01 STEEM,
0.01 SP