Patience is a word that I can not spell. I think it is because I do not have the patience to look it up in the dictionary and commit it to memory. Perhaps this is to help me develop this quality in myself. A little hint of what I need to work on perhaps.
I was sitting there, alone in the waiting room, waiting….TICK TOCK TICK TOCK. And I am scared of the results that will be announced. I am mustering up my patience.
i have unlimited patience today. if you feel like picking a fight with me, you bulls of the world, i feel as though you could try to run through me but i will merely stretch infinitely around you—a cobweb.
I can’t understand this word. It’s not in my vocabulary. I don’t think it’s s virtue; why is waiting for something you really want or need a virtue? I don’t think that’s an honorable thing…
I have endless patience
Between the hours of seven
And four
When I arrive home it is
Used up and gone
I am empty
From all I give to
Those who need it most
The youth
patience is something that we all need. except for buddha, he is pretty darn patient. how on earth did he do it? it would have been impossible for me to sit there doing nothing for hours and weeks and days on end…! he is one smooth dude, didn’t he wear orange? i always picture him sitting under a tree, wearing orange robes and humming.
‘Have patience, love.’ He whispered and reached out to stroke her cheek. She shuddered and moved her jaw so his that his hand cupped it more fully.
‘I can only try.’ She smiled seductivley and leaned in to press her lips to his.
“Patience, Leiko.” Our organizer said. Leiko looked at me and scowled. That girl did need to take some lessons on patience. I smiled at her to make her even angrier. It worked.
i have absolutely none and i wish i did, but i don’t know how to learn patience and i don’t know if anyone can really teach you patience, maybe children, but i don’t have those either because i have no social skills and can’t meet men and can’t get myself married and it sucks really bad :(
I am patient most of the time and sometimes. But not All The Time. To be patient All The Time would be a virtue. If I went upstairs right now I would not be patient. If I stay here I would be.
I don’t have any more patience for this dumb essay. I’ve been staring at a blank Word document for hours and hours. Why is it that I never get lost in a fantasy world at the appropriate time? I’m thinking of other stories and characters besides the pimply old man whose appearance I’m dissecting for English 45A.
Dammit, Chaucer. I wish your poetry wasn’t so detailed. It’d make it a lot easier to analyze.
the dipping skimming sinking curves in her hair
the unquiet manner of every bat of her eyes
they always swim towards it
the tide is pulling them in
over and again they creep through her silence
churn her around and live within sins
Patience is a virtue they say. They say that it is at the root of self discipline. Anything worth having requires patience to achieve. Results don’t show up overnight.
She paced around her apartment,
plucking the hairs out of her head,
waiting for the test results to come back in.
Usually she would have been afraid of what the waiting was doing to her hair.
But soon it might not matter anymore.
my mother looks at me with those eyes, those big blue eyes, she smiles but then tilts it slightly. em. enough. i’m poking my big brother. big as in 200 pounds of muscle big and he’s ready to deck me. my mother sees the future. she’s trying to prevent my pain and yet helping my brother’s annoyance level.
haha, patience. who has patience thses days? Before it used to be about how fast a line was moving or how slow this old lady in front of me is walking. But now? People get mad because the internet isn’t working fast enough or their class isn’t passing by fast enough. Patience is a gift, but I think we ignore it a lot.
Patience is something she’s forgotten lately how to have. Waiting outside in the chilly fall air, wind whipping around and through her clothes, she wants nothing more than just start already.
I’d rather not be patient. I think that, once, I was a very patient person, but that was after I sold my car. I became very, very incredibly patient when I had to take the bus everywhere. Later on, I got married, got divorced, bought a car, and now I’m broke because I have to repair it.
Virtuous, she sat waiting. She never knew what was going on, but figured that eventually someone would tell her. She just sat there, never moving, completely at ease with the fact that she would be able to sit there until she was told what to do.
“Patience?” She turned and smiled, her Reward rounding the corner.
We wait, for it to make sense, for it to fall into place.
We hope, we hope for resolve, for death, for peace.
Poetry, challenge, frustration, anticipation, patience
It is-
I have learned that my relationship with you is all patience I have to be patient in waiting for you to get back to me on things, I have to be patient in waiting for you to actually answer me honestly. I love you which is why I am patient but sometimes I wish you would just be more straightforward and not cause me to have to relax and trust you.
The father looked down at his son, a baseball bat in one hand, and had to sigh. What else could he do? Would getting mad be any help at all to discipline him?
I have patience. A lot of it. But I also believe that life is short, and tolerating bullshit makes life seem even shorter. So I have patience for well-meaning people, and much less patience for haters.
wrinkled, old hands stroke the chair back. time stands still. she doesn’t want to know what the nurse’s chart will tell. she can wait. she can always wait. everyone makes her wait. patiently.
I don’t have any lately. There are too many things to do. Once, when I was younger, and I thought that life stretched out infinitely in front of me, I thought I had the time to do everything. Now that I am older, I know not. Now I have to pick and choose.
It took nearly four hours to remove my arms from around my guts. I was waiting as patiently as humanly possible in the waiting room outside of my wife’s room. She had been diagnosed with leukemia and now I wait for the doctor’s words on what happens next. I was asked to wait outside, unable to control myself in front of them.
It takes a lot of patience to raise a child. Or to grow a garden. Or to suffer through the poverty that going to school puts you through. Or waiting for love.
patience
how fucking virtuous
waiting to live, to die, to feel something
patience is running out
if only quicker than time
welcome somber hollow promises
you are only true
If I had more patience then I could wait for the dreams I have to manifest. Instead I make haste to make happen all that I can put together to have the dreams I want to live right now.
Patience is a word that I can not spell. I think it is because I do not have the patience to look it up in the dictionary and commit it to memory. Perhaps this is to help me develop this quality in myself. A little hint of what I need to work on perhaps.
Patience, lad. Ye’ll land the fish sooner or later. In the meantime, hand me that beer.
T’ank ye, lad. Ahh, yes. Beer. So much quality in a sip o’ beer, as me old pappy was wont to say.
If ye’ll excuse me now, I do believe I have an appointment wit’ ol’ Jack Slumber.
i have none and so this is tiresome alas
I was sitting there, alone in the waiting room, waiting….TICK TOCK TICK TOCK. And I am scared of the results that will be announced. I am mustering up my patience.
i have unlimited patience today. if you feel like picking a fight with me, you bulls of the world, i feel as though you could try to run through me but i will merely stretch infinitely around you—a cobweb.
I can’t understand this word. It’s not in my vocabulary. I don’t think it’s s virtue; why is waiting for something you really want or need a virtue? I don’t think that’s an honorable thing…
I have absolutely NO patience. I can’t even straighten my hair without a total meltdown. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO patience at all.
I have endless patience
Between the hours of seven
And four
When I arrive home it is
Used up and gone
I am empty
From all I give to
Those who need it most
The youth
patience – I will never run out of for you, darling. Never. I am not waiting we are whatever we are and will be darling patience, you may wait for me
patience is something that we all need. except for buddha, he is pretty darn patient. how on earth did he do it? it would have been impossible for me to sit there doing nothing for hours and weeks and days on end…! he is one smooth dude, didn’t he wear orange? i always picture him sitting under a tree, wearing orange robes and humming.
‘Have patience, love.’ He whispered and reached out to stroke her cheek. She shuddered and moved her jaw so his that his hand cupped it more fully.
‘I can only try.’ She smiled seductivley and leaned in to press her lips to his.
Geduld, wozu?
Geduld ist für die Ungeduldigen.
Mitgefühl: ja.
Aber wozu Geduld?
“Patience, Leiko.” Our organizer said. Leiko looked at me and scowled. That girl did need to take some lessons on patience. I smiled at her to make her even angrier. It worked.
i have absolutely none and i wish i did, but i don’t know how to learn patience and i don’t know if anyone can really teach you patience, maybe children, but i don’t have those either because i have no social skills and can’t meet men and can’t get myself married and it sucks really bad :(
I am patient most of the time and sometimes. But not All The Time. To be patient All The Time would be a virtue. If I went upstairs right now I would not be patient. If I stay here I would be.
I don’t have any more patience for this dumb essay. I’ve been staring at a blank Word document for hours and hours. Why is it that I never get lost in a fantasy world at the appropriate time? I’m thinking of other stories and characters besides the pimply old man whose appearance I’m dissecting for English 45A.
Dammit, Chaucer. I wish your poetry wasn’t so detailed. It’d make it a lot easier to analyze.
the dipping skimming sinking curves in her hair
the unquiet manner of every bat of her eyes
they always swim towards it
the tide is pulling them in
over and again they creep through her silence
churn her around and live within sins
Patience
Always striving for it
Often losing it
Occasionally praying for it
Never too much of it
Patience is a virtue they say. They say that it is at the root of self discipline. Anything worth having requires patience to achieve. Results don’t show up overnight.
I dont have the patience to write for all the time given so I am t going to quit now . . .
flashback:patience by ass;i’m gonna kill something/procrastination;don’t put off until tomorrow what you can put off until the day after tomorrow
She paced around her apartment,
plucking the hairs out of her head,
waiting for the test results to come back in.
Usually she would have been afraid of what the waiting was doing to her hair.
But soon it might not matter anymore.
my mother looks at me with those eyes, those big blue eyes, she smiles but then tilts it slightly. em. enough. i’m poking my big brother. big as in 200 pounds of muscle big and he’s ready to deck me. my mother sees the future. she’s trying to prevent my pain and yet helping my brother’s annoyance level.
haha, patience. who has patience thses days? Before it used to be about how fast a line was moving or how slow this old lady in front of me is walking. But now? People get mad because the internet isn’t working fast enough or their class isn’t passing by fast enough. Patience is a gift, but I think we ignore it a lot.
Patience is something she’s forgotten lately how to have. Waiting outside in the chilly fall air, wind whipping around and through her clothes, she wants nothing more than just start already.
I’d rather not be patient. I think that, once, I was a very patient person, but that was after I sold my car. I became very, very incredibly patient when I had to take the bus everywhere. Later on, I got married, got divorced, bought a car, and now I’m broke because I have to repair it.
Virtuous, she sat waiting. She never knew what was going on, but figured that eventually someone would tell her. She just sat there, never moving, completely at ease with the fact that she would be able to sit there until she was told what to do.
“Patience?” She turned and smiled, her Reward rounding the corner.
We wait, for it to make sense, for it to fall into place.
We hope, we hope for resolve, for death, for peace.
Poetry, challenge, frustration, anticipation, patience
It is-
I have learned that my relationship with you is all patience I have to be patient in waiting for you to get back to me on things, I have to be patient in waiting for you to actually answer me honestly. I love you which is why I am patient but sometimes I wish you would just be more straightforward and not cause me to have to relax and trust you.
The father looked down at his son, a baseball bat in one hand, and had to sigh. What else could he do? Would getting mad be any help at all to discipline him?
I have patience. A lot of it. But I also believe that life is short, and tolerating bullshit makes life seem even shorter. So I have patience for well-meaning people, and much less patience for haters.
wrinkled, old hands stroke the chair back. time stands still. she doesn’t want to know what the nurse’s chart will tell. she can wait. she can always wait. everyone makes her wait. patiently.
I don’t have any lately. There are too many things to do. Once, when I was younger, and I thought that life stretched out infinitely in front of me, I thought I had the time to do everything. Now that I am older, I know not. Now I have to pick and choose.
A weapon, according to Jean in “Rhinoceros.” Also, what I practiced while I waited for this page to load.
It took nearly four hours to remove my arms from around my guts. I was waiting as patiently as humanly possible in the waiting room outside of my wife’s room. She had been diagnosed with leukemia and now I wait for the doctor’s words on what happens next. I was asked to wait outside, unable to control myself in front of them.
“Patience!” he snapped, rapping her knuckles. She frowned and rubbed them. “Then why don’t YOU be patient about me LEARNING to be patient, sir?”
It takes a lot of patience to raise a child. Or to grow a garden. Or to suffer through the poverty that going to school puts you through. Or waiting for love.
Patience, patience. If only I had the time to wait for you to come around.
Patience, patience.
She’ll keep you waiting for a thousand years.
patience
how fucking virtuous
waiting to live, to die, to feel something
patience is running out
if only quicker than time
welcome somber hollow promises
you are only true
If I had more patience then I could wait for the dreams I have to manifest. Instead I make haste to make happen all that I can put together to have the dreams I want to live right now.