Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 345 | A lingering poem WAITING* Not keeping up gives the sensation of rushing But it means – even if you’re running – that you’re going too slow I’m being driven by Wednesday poetry prompts Or I’m being drug behind Wednesdays that come And go too quickly There goes another one. I stand near, almost lunging, Trying to find the rhythm like a game … Continue reading Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 345 | A lingering poem