we sit and wait and wait and sit
it never hurts, not one bit
impatience chases my husband away
he cannot wait; he will not stay
Impatient Inez could not wait her turn
Growling, snapping, snarling, doing a burn
Thinking she is the only one to wait for this groom
How did she miss the other nine of us in this waiting room?
Wandering everyday,
For a taste of your grace,
A trace of your energy.
A visit to your place,
Opening the space,
And its' tender embrace.
Feels like family,
The perfect space,
Together, you and me.
Let's pick up the pace,
Time to change reality.
- ----------------
"It's always the ego,
Slowing the flow.
Keep trying though,
It will let go."
-?-----------------
Searching every way,
To clear my mind,
Silence is hard to find.
Being so easily distracted,
By all the lights and sounds,
My Thoughts running around.
Being attracted,
By what they found.
IT thirsts for more,
Closing the door,
Seeking for more.
-?------------------
"Ego's holding you down,
Have fun, Go to town,
I'll wait around,"
An Impatient Soul,
Holds its ground.
.
wishhhh
pushhhhh
from back mine
the wind'z buhmp
shove
cauze'n thuh tumble
trip
flip'uv my
aw'bout the beach'iz
boardz
whilst her purty
squinch'd eyne
watch'd
laugh'n
at mine clumsy
she knowz
'tiz hern i
rush'n tuh
with her
lock
O Death, thou art so vain, so proud, so cold,
Thou takest pride in what thy hands hath wrought,
Yet what thou reapest is but dust and mold,
For all thy power, thou canst not hold a thought.
Thou smil'st when kings do bow to thy dark reign,
But what is wealth when all is laid to waste?
Thy blade is sharp, yet hath no lasting gain,
For Time will turn thy fleeting grasp to haste.
Sometimes thou wait'st with patience, biding time,
In shadows deep, thou lurk'st with silent breath,
Yet patience, too, is but thy fleeting crime,
For love and faith shall triumph over death.
O Death, thy pride shall fall, thy power fade,
For in the end, thou art but Heaven’s shade.
Thou art the gate, but not the keeper’s key,
A servant still to immortality.
So boast no more, for thou art not divine,
Thy reign shall end, as doth the fading line.
IMPATIENT WITCH
A witch who was wicked and mean
Couldn’t wait for the next Halloween
But a Halloween spell
Doesn’t work very well
In June when the trees are still green
In July she tried once again
But got caught in a shower of rain
People laughed in the street
When she said, “Trick or treat”
So that only ended in pain
For two months she stayed out of sight
Determined to get the thing right
Chose not to remember
August or September
And save it for Halloween night
She had lots of time to prepare
Till the night was finally there
With cauldron a-bubble
She stirred up great trouble
Invoking a nationwide scare
My husband’s an impatient patient,
Though I cannot blame him,
For waiting to go home is something
I knew would inflame him.
But when you’re at the mercy of
Professions, you’re tethered
To all of their machines and tests,
Which leave you spent and weathered.
You sometimes gotta suck it up
And let them probe and poke you,
Despite the fact the bill you’ll get
Is guaranteed to soak you.
My husband’s an impatient patient,
Which, of course, is trying,
But lets me know, to my relief.
Today he won’t be dying.
because it's spring
to be open, impatient
The window, anxious vibrates...
Which one is the impatient belly dancer? My friend hissed.
I do not like it when he gets close to my ear like this.
Look at their mouths, I told him.
He made about six guesses.
No wonder he has had six wives.
because it's springtime
to be open impatient
the window worries
Quite fortunately,
There's unseen beauty in ugly things.
And altogether fascinating,
Unrevealed mystery in every smile.
Just as a treasure is hidden,
Not every purpose is outwardly intended.
The smoothness of a road doesn't always gurantee a safe destination.
Sometimes, it's the rough road that leads to the strongest direction.
Because it is spring
to be opened, impatient
becomes the window...
Get that tooth out! My husband said.
He’s a wussy; yank it from his head!
The grandchild was shrieking; his name is Jack.
I could not do it, so I held myself back.
My husband came at with him pliers now.
Oh, sure that will work; the kid had a cow!
The tooth fairy is in no hurry I said to my man.
Back off; you are scaring him. Go eat some bran.
The tooth faerie came by and said, “Come on Frank!’
She was a grouchy, weird crank.
She took out her pliers and gave it a yank.
IF,
If this is just
If this is the just of things
Then the best
of things are along the way
And if the best of things
Are on the way
This is why I continually pray
I say
there is NO
There's NO if in God
there's only "TIME" and patience
and if you're waiting on HIM
Father God
remember HE IS the ALL
creator
You see He's also created TIME
So sit down,
Shut your mouth
and wait
For the guidance and the promise
For your time is not His
You see He gave you breath
Just be
Just be
You need to be patient
4/27/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
Words pound on my chest, demanding attention.
I barely notice, I am in full REM sleep.
In full snooze, release gas never never land
Words get impatient.
Call my name, loudly. I do not flinch.
So they begin to sing and rhyme.
Damn! This gets me every time.
I cannot resist rhyming words.
But wait, I am not ready so I shut my eyes again.
Trying to relax, which is impossible
As words begin a melody around the room,
Saturating the walls, permeating my soul.
Not taking no for an answer, Words laugh.
My eyes open. I hear the last sentence of maybe my best poem ever.
It is another poem that got away of course.
My muse is always on fire
and busy when in the throes
of deep sleep.
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