One Of My Lost Poems « To Kill A Mockingbird

One Of My Lost Poems

February 13, 2008 by Scout

I sit. I wait. I wonder.

Tonight? Yes? Maybe. Maybe not.
I guess I have to wait. I have to wonder
As I sit.

Waiting is not fun.
Now if it were a sure thing that I was waiting for,
that would be different.

But I don’t know for sure.
It’s out of my hands. Out of my control.
So I sit and wait and wonder.

Not fun.
Not fun.
Not fun.

Blah blah blah

Posted in lost things, poetry, writing | 5 Comments

on February 13, 2008 at 4:35 pm Wanda Rizzuto

Blah!

That’s not a critique, I’m quoting my favorite line of the poem.
on February 13, 2008 at 4:37 pm paisley

i have been waiting so long… i have forgotten what i was waiting for……
on March 12, 2008 at 4:42 pm jenny craig

Edited Comment from JennyBaby … 24.18.93.XXX … Lacy, WA
on March 31, 2008 at 3:22 pm bobby joe

Removed comment from BobbyJoe … Brea, CA … 208.97.1XX.X
on May 18, 2009 at 7:30 am aeryn

this is a poem that shows blacks waiting for a change and they finally got it

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