In Suspension

‘Airport lounge’, a holiday oxymoron:
Corralled in a foreign zone.
Alone.
Flotsam in a sea of lost souls –
Waiting to board; bored waiting.
Lounging defeated by fixed seats,
Patience meets the test of time.
Smiles slip, tempers fray,
Different reactions to delay:
Calm resolution and senseless irritation
As the wrong sort of rain enforces the stay.
‘Airport Lounge’, synonymous with life,
Plateaus are rife when plans unravel,
To travel forward means standing still,
A bitter pill.

Copyright wordz2Go 28 May 2014

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