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The waiting

waiting, always waiting
some to be born
others to die
rows upon rows of people
what is it all for
empty rooms with empty chairs
all to be filled with the ones waiting

Time travels in a Mobius strip
we travel the same path
endlessly floating between
past present and future
always waiting in time without end

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Tempus fugit, time waits for no one; It's either ahead of us or lags behind. The present is all-too-short. Much liked,
Jerry

I thank you kind sir

Let your mercy spill on all those
burning hearts in hell( L.Cohen)

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that Jerry gives: "Tempus fugit" always reminds me of a vulgar thing we used to say in certain places. "Time; fk it!" But I guess that it applies here. If we allow it, time will get us all. I like the circle of time and time again; waiting to pounce on us. You certainly have a way with the entanglement of words. ~ Gee.
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Honest critique and comments shouldn't hurt.
It's why we are here, to get better at our craft.

Entanglement? never thought of my writing in that way Thanks I think?
lol thanks for the read

Let your mercy spill on all those
burning hearts in hell( L.Cohen)

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was that I was entangled in the words and felt them more keenly. ~ Geezer.
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Honest critique and comments shouldn't hurt.
It's why we are here, to get better at our craft.

I certainly like the Mobius strip comparison, lynn. Yep, time catches up with us, no way out. Some sooner, others later. Some far too soon, as with my son who got ALS aged 24 and died aged 29 years.
No entanglement for me, enjoyed, despite the lurking of death for all of us.

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Know then thyself, presume not God to scan,
The proper study of Mankind is Man.
Plac’d on this isthmus of a middle state,
A being darkly wise, and rudely great….

An Essay On Man, III, Alexander Pope.

thank you I'm happy you got the mobius strip reference

Let your mercy spill on all those
burning hearts in hell( L.Cohen)

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I love this! and so true the other day I looked in the mirror and saw my dear mum. A very informative wise poem

Time beats us all!

Thank you...Teddy

and once again thank you

Let your mercy spill on all those
burning hearts in hell( L.Cohen)

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Hello, Chrys,
I always appreciate learning here on Neopoet, and Mobius strip is the lesson for today. Great visual! This morning I made a phone call and was transferred 3 times, only to be disconnected and had to call again - very Mobius-like. I feel the waiting in your poem, there's a heaviness to it that really accentuates the endlessness.
Thank you!
L

I take it you looked up what a mobius strip is lol

thank you for reading I appreciate it

Let your mercy spill on all those
burning hearts in hell( L.Cohen)

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Hi, Chrys!
Yes! Google is my poetry pal!
L

I too googled Möbius strip! Good one!

Thank you...Teddy

lol

Let your mercy spill on all those
burning hearts in hell( L.Cohen)

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