Waiting and Weighting

Sitting here waiting

 for what will come next.


Engorged with the weight

of what was before.


Weighed down by memories

 of times with sorrows.


Weightlessly floating

on clouds of past joys.


A life of moments. . .

Fickle surprises!


With no way to know

what waits for me now


I’ll just sit and wait

for time to weigh in. 






What are you looking for?