WriteOn

WriteOn is the journey of one person's desire to write. WriteOn is about the joy and frustration writing can bring to one person's life. With several roles including wife, divorcée, mother, step-mother, full time employee and student; some days writing more than a shopping list can be challenging. WriteOn is about the experience of a very ordinary woman and her dream to be all and more.

Words to live by...

"The time which we have at our disposal everyday is elastic; the passions that we feel expand it, those that we inspire contract it; and habit fills up what remains...
Marcel Proust

Monday, March 15, 2010

Waiting

I wait with silent wonder
To see your face
To hear your voice
Maybe feel your touch
Only one sleep
Before we meet

Alone I will not be
But with loved ones
To lend a hand
Give a shoulder
Wipe a tear

It is the festive season
But festive will we be
For past memories
Are cruel for you
And crushing for me

All dreams of circumstance
Shattered
Was not of lovers torn
But from a brutal hunter's path
Not from love
That I was born
Only hate and pain
Of a strangers scorn

Crowds will pass oblivious
my child will look unaware
smile or simply stare
One day
I will tell her of our meeting
and maybe more


December 1990
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousMay 22, 2010 at 9:14 PM

    I find this fascinating. I would love to see the sequel to see your perspective on how things panned out...

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  2. AudraMay 25, 2010 at 10:05 PM

    Thank you Annonymous..I look forward to your contribution...as for the sequel, 20 years later could be the right time for that perspective.
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