patience

patience

A Poem by Emily B
"

not where this was supposed to go

"

I thought I might walk out

this morning and bear witness

to the Passion

of the leaves on Big Hill.

 

I paused under the wise old oak.

Sat long and wondering

and my endurance was blessed

by scarlet and gold hues

intensifying above me.


© 2009 Emily B



Author's Note

Emily B
I got caught up in the dynamic between patience and passion one day

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A season of change, it seems to be, looking in the distance, beyond tomorrow for that passion.........that change. We wait patiently, only to find that it is there, in our own backyard........ we only needed to look for its colorful presence.
This is how I read this Emily and as always your words make us think, that is a good thing. You and nature are truely connected.

Tony

Posted 9 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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I like it. logical that my endurance was blessed by scarlet and gold hues intensifying above me. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

passion must go hand in hand. sometimes we may feel that it is hard to be patient all the time. I Like this creative poem. thanks for sharing

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I can only say moving and very beautiful Emily. But then what else do I expect from you?

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Breathing...this poem feels like breathing

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The changing of the seasons are always a time for retrospect. The beauty of the leaves always leaves me in awe. I must travel north to catch it but the longing is always in my heart. Simple and deep all at the same time as with many of your written words.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

yes emily, it is time to release some summer-steam.
reflect, relax and reverbulate dear

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yay Autumn is finally here. I thought it would never come, good thing I have patience.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

4 Years Ago

autumn is my favorite, i think sweater weather signalled my birthday when i was a kid :)
You have described a wonderful scene to walk to.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A beautiful rendition of the changes that happen right before our eyes once we really see them.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B

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