On one of my daily walks
I spotted a little daffodil – perfect and yellow.
I didn’t realize that the season had changed.
Been so busy just trying to survive,
I didn’t notice that it was Spring.

Looking at that little daffodil,
My thoughts went to you - as they do.
And made me feel a little less alone.
Sometimes it is the smallest of things,
That keeps you going, keeps you alive.

As sure as the daffodils are to bloom.
I am sure I will see you again soon.
Until I can safely say hello,
I’ll keep you in my thoughts.
Every time I see some yellow.

I cast my line and reel in my bait
I cast my line and it's a snake
I cast my line, a reprobate
How much longer till I break

Patience is not a lesson I care for
I like waiting even less
I say, "that's enough", You say, "there is more"
- I'm breaking, I must confess

Vice on my heart, squeezing out tears
Thoughts are swirling all of my fears
Ripples in the pond spread out from my float
All goes still, there is a lump in my throat

Chin in my hand
Slumped and alone
My pole, unmanned
Heart's monotoned

I have cast in shallow waters
And reeled in dregs
Wandered forbidden corridors
And near lost legs

How much longer must I wander?

I trust You not to tip my boat
Believe You've brought me where I float
You've kept my rod from breaking
But not my hands from aching
It's the catch that I doubt
It's all one endless bout

I'm trying to practice trust
Though my heart's dusted with crust

Fishing, endless fishin'
Waiting on fruition
Fishing, oh, endless fishin'
Perhaps I'll reposition

The Well of patience evaporates gradually
like water evaporates under heavy sun,
I'm the bird of the Kindergarten books
Conditioned in optimism, 
Busy in throwing pebbles of hope.

Today, tomorrow, or after morrow,
One day or the other,
It'll run dry,
But I will continue
Hopeless and dissatisfied,
Dreaming and fabricating lies to me.

she is a wine personified,
and without patience,
one can never grasp
how better she gets through time

Days
They come and go
Shuffle to and fro
A part of each
Never quite letting go

Many to come
Each one so unpredictable
Dragging on like textbooks in a bag
Get through, page by page
And drop it in the sands
Of ever shifting times

Shaking hands cannot catch a chilled breath
Freezing in this frigid space
That has become undisturbed
Only shadows dance
Memories of a relaxed stance
Only to remain as such
And nothing more

Once sweet, bringing comfort and ease
Now bittersweet, an ache yearning to cease
Turn back to the sweet, blissful things they are meant to be
Oh dear mind, let it be

A single ray of light
Shines in the distance
Miles away
Alas, the shackles that bind
Have only one key
Far away with the light

Patience is a challenge
Taken on, bring it on
A well worn promise
A tender memory
A heart waiting to be whole
Patience is many things
Tested over and over through time
To only possibly be shown what lies beyond
Waiting at the other end

- Jay M
January 4th, 2021