Hanging on Poem, by Lynn Partridge, at My poetic side

I’m sitting all alone,

Waiting by the telephone –

For you to call

Have I any hope at all?

Nothing happens, all is still –

I feel my eyes begin to fill.

You can’t keep me hanging on:

The line is dead

And, so to bed?

Because I know you’re gone.

Gone from my arms, my loving arms

That held you oh so tight

In the dark of every night.

But that’s all over now;

And so, I make the vow,

Never to fall in love again.

Because all it brings is pain.

What will become of me now you are gone?

For me you were the only one.

Suddenly the phone rings

Bringing me back to earthly things –

I lift the receiver,

Hardly daring to breathe –

Then, slowly, tenderly,

You whisper - ‘I love you’ –

And everything is alright.

Until the next time

You keep me hanging on.

Comments +

Bobby O April 18th, 2023 23:42
Until the next time makes me worry that this is a dance being led by another
Christina8 April 19th, 2023 10:22
I love this...very well written!

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