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Updated Just Now,
one more check
my final vow.
Waiting for a number,
hopefully less than whole.
Waiting for a number,
how can I control?
Decimal point zero zero,
ideal that would be.
A numeric weighted blanket,
can’t seem to wriggle free.
Quarterly dumbfounded
I am by each wait.
It’s just a couple numbers, man.
But they contain my fate!
Mind’s made up
this stress must go.
My hat hung,
I need to know.
Expectations all set,
if this, then that.
Life comes along
like nahh splat splat.
An unwanted message
reluctantly received.
What’s that God?
Prepare to be peeved.
The test not done,
no number to report.
Raging agitation,
be calm, no, abort!
1 week, to be expected.
10 days, sure why not.
2 weeks, boiling over.
3 weeks, top off the pot.
Wait like paint drying,
wait like time slowing.
Wait like statue crawling,
wait like seeds sowing.
How can I distract?
How can I quell?
How can I accept?
That thirsty need-to-know spell.
Unwanted and ugly
yet most worthy of bless.
Grow the heart, let it in,
this too, ahhh yess.
Welcome the unwelcome,
give it a room.
The stress may stink
but may it also bloom.
Where is it you come from?
“The story I control!”
How hard that must be,
come here, I console.
Exhausted and scared,
he’s tired of flipping switches.
Rest your head and breathe,
you’re missing life’s riches.
The sun doesn’t know,
neither does the ocean.
Slow down, soak up,
all things are in motion.
Maybe it’s okay,
maybe not reject.
Maybe meet it with love,
oh that feels correct.
Wait on, wait on,
impatient I’ll check,
my email in hopes
the numbers no wreck.
Feels different now,
understand the stress.
Wants to keep me safe
from any future mess.
Healthy/unhealthy
the line gets blurred,
only you can find it,
always the word.
On the edge and shaky
there isn’t much choice.
On the edge and shaky
yet maybe I’ll rejoice!
Your talent is inspiring. Wishing you health and peace.
Thank you very much for your kind words, Irene. I’m glad to know that my writing hits home with you! Hope all is well