Waiting

Waiting

A Poem by Ranger Kessel

The slow waves of memory lick at my toes
as I sit by the sea, removed from everything.
I wonder what to do with all of this...
The rubble of shattered plans and dreams surrounds me,
dry eyed and wondering.
I am watchful.
I am waiting.

© 2022 Ranger Kessel


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Oh, how I have been there myself, although, the eyes were not dry. You say so much in such few words. The dry eyes tell me you have accepted where you are in that moment in time. Also, that your dry eyes mean you are open to to what may come your way. Thus, the watching and waiting. I enjoyed the read, Ranger! Temp

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ranger Kessel

1 Year Ago

Thanks for the read
Temperance

1 Year Ago

You’re welcome
What do you do when life shatters your dreams and aspirations? Sit and wait, because eventually you'll have the courage again to chase after them and make them a possibility. Nicely written!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ranger Kessel

1 Year Ago

Thank you for stopping by
Aura

1 Year Ago

My pleasure :)
Very nice small and sweet

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ranger Kessel

1 Year Ago

Thank you for the review


I think you have just about summed it all up perfectly for me in those few strategically placed words my friend .. thank you & kindly :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ranger Kessel

1 Year Ago

Thanks for stopping by
This one describes a phase many of us find ourselves in at times. The past has seemingly come to nothing and the future is hidden in mist. At such times it is best to be alert and hopeful as you wait. As long as you don't give in to negativity, you are safe.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ranger Kessel

1 Year Ago

Thanks for the review
There is an innocence about waves lapping at toes. An apt opening to this powerhouse of thought and poetry. And the dry eyed wondering could be a couple of many possibilities: all dried out, no more tears to cry or sensitive eyes that dry up in the elements. Or refusing to give in to the urge, awaiting the release of free falling tear drops. Thanks, Ranger for this poem.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ranger Kessel

1 Year Ago

Thank you. I appreciate your time
Taking stock. Always good to do that after major disappointments. Never wise to act in haste. Sitting by the sea is a great place to contemplate. Super little poem here Ranger.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ranger Kessel

1 Year Ago

Thanks for reading

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Ranger Kessel
Ranger Kessel

Green Bay, WI



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