My heart heavy with longing,
my word given but still unfulfilled.
The weight of so much
incomplete, unfinished.
This listlessness–what
am I waiting for? I know
my wait will be over, soon enough–
the weight relieved
from my shoulders and mind.
In the face of so much to do,
I can’t explain hopelessness
or apathy–what am I waiting
for, what are we waiting for?

Andrew Shattuck McBride


“Weight” is my August 30, 2012 poem for the postcard poetry project. I used an antique card view of “Stevens Pass Highway” and mailed it to Mila of Winter Garden, Florida.

Blessings to Mila and all, Andy

About Andrew Shattuck McBride

I am a writer, editor, writing coach, and consultant. I work in a variety of genres, including poetry, short stories, and creative non-fiction. I also have a couple of novels simmering on back burners. THANK YOU to Nan Macy of Village Books for taking this photo (June 2011).
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11 Responses to Weight

  1. Well, one thing you HAVE finished, and successfully, is Postcard Poetry Month–congratulations!

    I like the ethical and existential dimensions of your questions “What am I waiting / for, what are we waiting for?” Good questions indeed.

  2. tsena says:

    hooray for coffee, indeed….now for my inner two year old…mememe! i wanna come next time for coffee…as soon as this fever is over. you two are so amazing and i feel so honored to know you both. and andy…this is a lovely and sad poem, i feel the searching and desire for release. well done.

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