Anticipation

This was written as an exercise to see if I could use metaphors to describe poetically the emotion of anticipation.

Anticipation is a coiled spring,
taut elastic to the touch.
It is sunshine, energy for the soul,
heat to the mind.

Anticipation waits to jump,
an athlete at the blocks,
a racehorse ready to charge,
straining and stretching the imagination.

Anticipation does not like waiting.
It is an eager child,
ready for realisation,
full of daydreams.

Anticipation is a game of chance
with unloaded dice
in the casino that is life.
Anticipation gambles on the future.

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