Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Impatient

Patience is a virtue
Though it’s one that isn’t mine.
I get antsy when I wait
In any kind of line.

I can’t hold my horses
For that leads to agitation,
No matter what the reason
Or surrounding situation.

Type A personality
I think’s the diagnosis.
Ulcers or a heart attack
Is likely the prognosis.

Living in the city, though,
Is where I have to be.
For everywhere I go, I notice
Lunatics like me!

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Andrea Dietrich May 6, 2013 at 2:30 PM we are so much alike, Ilene. I abhor waiting. I always try to have something with me to occupy my time if forced to wait and I have written poems on having to wait and how much I hate it. GOOD ONE.

Robert Johnson May 6, 2013 at 9:14 AM Self depricating indignation reflecting all you see. Mirror images that seem so scary, imagine if your me. I'll stay here in my little world of peace and agitation. See, it depends on personal perspective. It's really a big nation.

Robert Pettit May 5, 2013 at 9:41 PM I don't like to wait myself. Another good write Ilene.

Joseph May May 5, 2013 at 3:27 PM lol....nice ending......enjoyed