Poet’s Nook: “As I Wait For Her To Awake” by Shane Adair

 Sleep Better Starting Tonight | 4datwoman.org

From my chair

the clouds drift by

like ocean liners at sea.

In front of them a tall tree barely sways,

barren and seemingly still.

When the wind rustled

against its leafs

the light would reflect

off of them and resemble

the light of the sea.

A light reflects

from a copper building and

obstructs my view.

The tree is bare and stark,

the sky dark and grey.

The fan is whirling on high.

The electrical line cutting across

the big window

is bouncing

up and down

as a crow arrogantly cackles,

Then flies off.

The cars zoom by

and the sounds get smaller

and smaller

as I wait for her to awake.

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