I just want to say a big thanks to those who came by yesterday to post their poems, I really enjoyed reading all of them.
Today's writing prompt is: waiting for the phone to ring.
I hate waiting for this thing to ring: now is when I want the news it will bring! But I'm stuck abiding here, a bird with broken wings.
I try to go on with my daily chores but every sound is like a ringing roar. So I stop to listen... but it was a bird and nothing more.
Ah, it rings, at last! Now perhaps my day can move past this distraction and on to having a blast. I think I shall go read a book on the grass.