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Monday, March 13, 2017

Anticipation

Rise up, gurgling,
Boiling, it's almost over 
The edge of containment

Be held within a beating
Body, pulsating with the beat
Of energy and excitement

Energetically awaiting,
The rush, the whirlwind
Of the awaited

Whirling through the 
Stormy days before,
The anticipation surges

Straight into what becomes
Anticlimactic in reality

-Poem Fanatic


2 comments:

  1. Oh wow! I was totally feeling this about the convention I'm going to at the end of this month until that last line. I sure hope it isn't anticlimactic! Great poem. I love checking your poems out!

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    1. I'm not too sure about that last line myself- I guess it depends on what you make of your trip.

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