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Waiting
MC ( / Isles of Scilly living in Barbados)

Waiting

Poem By Midnight Clarity

retreat was just a thought
that hid from sunlight.
Day the marker of time's passage,
issues unresolved, and piling deep,
questions, all unanswered,
clutter on the threshold of the dawn
while fear waits
for confirmation
and hope stands firm
all cheeky, hands on hips
and stalwart
in the light that threatens
news.

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