Shawn L. Bird

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poem-missing August 7, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:38 pm
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Three thirty-three in the morning

I awaken, drenched in sweat.

I turn on the fan,

waiting for sleep to return

wishing that you were beside me.


17 Responses to “poem-missing”

  1. toad2014 Says:

    The thought of you
    not being there,
    laying my hand upon —
    feeling the cold
    loving spot
    disappointingly bare.

    Knowing your thoughts
    are truly with me
    i feel safe without dispare
    knowing you love me
    and truly care!

  2. Maxima Says:

    “Three thirty-three in the morning” I like this thank you for this poem

  3. davidprosser Says:

    I’m wearing the tee shirt. It’s no fun missing someone.
    xxx Mammoth Hugs xxx

    • Ah, David. 😦 Hugs to you. What a road you’ve had.

      I’m just out of town on a conference. You’ve reminded me how blessed I am that I will be going home to the embrace in a few days.

  4. 3:30 am Wake-up Call. Sounds like a Hot Flash/Night Sweats moment. I have a lot of those.

    • It was a hot night, but I think it was more new neighbourhood, different noises. I had to put on the fan though. Unseasonably warm in Calgary, but cooled down today.

  5. sundryfolly Says:

    My husband has been away on an artists retreat since the beginning of July. This really hit home…lovely….

  6. This is so sad. I’ve definitely been there before. I love how clear and concise this poem it but how large of a message it sends. Great poem!

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