Categories: Communication
Waving
Such a mixed activity.
For a small child
An early gesture
Of joy and excitement
Seeing and being seen.
For mothers on a platform
At a railway station
Where bombs are threatening
War waging,
It’s an agonising gesture
Releasing their children
To travel far away
To lodge with strangers.
Their only hope to remain alive
Trusting one day for
Reunion with the ones
To whom they gave birth
Heart wrenching farewells
Never au revoirs
Tears on and off the train
Such tough love
Misunderstood by children.
The meaningful wave of reunion
Such a joyful sign
Of welcome and pleasure
Open happiness overflowing
Especially true
After a long absence.
The wave of the victor
Standing proudly
On the top podium
Medal gleaming.
This a double wave
Thanks to steadfast fans
As well as personal relief
When so much training
Is brought to gold fruition.
The queen’s gentle wave
To her waiting subjects
Acknowledging
Their faithfulness
As they line her route
Waving their small flags
In recognition
Of her sovereignty.
The wave of the dying
The final adieu
A weak movement
With strong implication
Of enduring love.
Such negativity
Such positivity
In one small gesture
A two-edged sword
An unsheathed gesture
Depicting good and bad
Joy and sorrow
Despair and hope
Meeting and parting
Such complete opposites
All in a simple wave
Learned in infancy.
