For today’s prompt from Robert Lee Brewer’s Write Better Poetry blog, write a waiting poem. It could be about waiting tables, but it can also involve any interpretation of waiting. Waiting in line at the store or for a package in the mail or whatever else someone (or something) might wait for.

“The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men / Gang aft agley” – Robert Burns

A hawk rides updrafts
from sun-warmed asphalt
scanning for juicy vermin
emerging from their homes.

The mice forage at the edges
but sometimes a tasty seed
tempts them into the open
rewarding the hawk’s patience.

As a poet of the apex predator species
I should ally with the hawk
waiting for some careless prey
but I feel more like a mouse.

I doubt predator poets consider the emotions
of their food but mouse poets know the hawk
nearly as well as their own burrow-mates—
we know that death comes silent and sudden.

Empathy is a weakness, preventing ruthless action
but it’s also our greatest strength.

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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3 Responses to Patience

  1. ivor20 says:

    Yes .. I am presently hovering under the clouds, hungering for more patience …

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  2. ivor20 says:

    I shall grasp it in my dirty paws…

    Liked by 3 people

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