Anticipation
Thoughts emerge from the awakened mind that merge with
sensations of the body our tracks and trains.The longer
the wait only stokes the waves of fire-bent and rippled
are our desires.Emotions sky, dip and turn in one gathered
motion an ocean of opportunity and as explorers dive.
Nicely framed pictures of how we view the outcome-fantasy
to reality, which will be outdone? The pressures of what
happens next invades our sleep.Make the rush of the day
blush with frosted daydreaming.Anxieties revealed as the
hours pass, seeing not just with our eyes-memories of loss
on the winds of the past.This is the present.What will be
the future? This is anticipation.
poem by William Blackman
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