Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2014
I watch myself
watch myself
watching their dance,
my action is actioned
by panel and plan

Significant thought
to trivial task,
I find myself missing
that which I've hatched

Impromptu I can do,
in scrutinies stare,
replayed ad infinitum
pretend I don't care

When waiting has waited
and I dare to break free,
will the watcher be waiting
or will I be free?
Christopher Withers
Written by
Christopher Withers  UK
(UK)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems