brittle light
brittle light
Nov 18, 2010

Donuts

.
the donut shop is closed
he sits on the doorstep
and he waits

what kind of a man does that

is he slow, like dumb
or simply wise in patience and purpose

a pitiful lost soul
or deeply grounded in self-understanding

is his mind a'grumble
or in the blissful glow of anticipation

the donut shop is closed
he sits on the doorstep
and he waits

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

Geezer

Geezer

14 years 5 months ago

Excellent! I see you wondering, as I often do; What is his/her motivation? Only criticism I see, is : He sits [on] the doorstep, and I would add, and [he] waits. Great job! ~ Gee

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he wants what he wants when he wants it.......scribbler