For some reason this seems to really have the same feel as the broken wires hanging around the phone in the pic, dicontinuous, impossible for it to ever ring again, but still a chair pulled up to it where someone waits and the dust blows over it all in freeze-frame Hitchcockian metaphor. My pleasure to read.
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you grabbed a lot of feeling and shoved them into few words...the waiting...last moments...nice.
this speaks to me of not giving up..still "hanging on" - you said much with a few words..enjoyed this..
Ouch. A double dose of the hurt heart.
For some reason this seems to really have the same feel as the broken wires hanging around the phone in the pic, dicontinuous, impossible for it to ever ring again, but still a chair pulled up to it where someone waits and the dust blows over it all in freeze-frame Hitchcockian metaphor. My pleasure to read.
Intriguing in very good ways. There is a sense of panic conveyed which makes the open ending both mysterious and realistic. Awesome.
This speaks to the heart, another great write and with few words. I love this... Susie
My favorite kind of verse ~ right to the heart !
Great words "and I am still waiting"
This is wonderful! A very tight poem with great precision, and yet so much left unsaid, lending it an air of mystery.
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