
The anticipation is exquisite
So much is missing or broken or wrong
When the deliverer pays a visit
Everything will become bright and strong

So many cracks, fissures, voids need filling;
When the new thing arrives, all will be healed
Coveting gives it power most thrilling
By its arrival, we will be fulfilled

Given its cost, we may not muster rent
The nimbus of novelty will soon fade
It will break or get dirty or seem spent
The trip from new to old is no parade

While we wait for the new thing to arrive
Unwittingly, without it, we survive
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.


Comments (3)
And this is why despite my social anxiety, I prefer to shop in person rather than buying stuff online. Loved your poem!
I use to be like this with my DVD and book collection, ordering everything from overseas via Amazon.. so very much money gone back then, yet it satiated myself at the time (to a degree) until I needed the next fix! ;0) I enjoyed your poem D.J.
Love the wordplay here! Really well written and sonnet format is great for the piece.