Patience..
Patient is the bird that waits
above my head
he sits and blinks
and ponders thoughts
I can never guess
nor understand
he waits there
calmly
regarding the world
waiting
he knows the right time to move
and takes pleasure
in the stillness he finds
there on the limb
above my head
I have much to learn.



May 6, 2008 at 8:46 am
you are writing really nice stuff
May 6, 2008 at 11:53 am
patience is a bird that waits
above my head
and I won’t tell you what he does up there…
lets just say I have to wash my hair
oh, I don’t have any
May 6, 2008 at 2:22 pm
Thanks Amanda!!!
(cracks up laughing) Oz there really is only one of you in the whole world!!
May 13, 2008 at 2:44 am
Patience is the bird that waits
above my pate,
feathers ruffle my hair instead
of flying off to the greater fates,
and just to make the waiting worse,
it even tries to peck my ver..>O
Thought I’d give you a silly reply.
May 13, 2008 at 2:08 pm
Forget to say before, I liked the poem a lot.
May 13, 2008 at 9:01 pm
Thanks Matt! I like yours also!