Poem #72: Our Questions
This poem is about patience. _our questions_ life doesn't just give us the answers to our questions we have to wait for our minds to find the answers that it seeks. and this takes time.
Will, Persistence, Patience, and Love (a poem)
There's four things you'll need will, persistence, patience, and love to create. and past that, the opportunities are limitless! go forth and make!
Patience
Knowledge had always been a plague to Maribel. The more of it she acquired, the more she wanted to know, creating a vicious cycle doomed to repeat itself, until she could somehow gain all possible knowledge, something she knew was impossible. She had...
Patience
A Patient Pup by Tredain Scout sat patiently on the bed, his paws at the edge while he sat on his haunches. He panted quietly, the soft sounds of the music tickling in his ears from the wireless headphones. His eyes glazed, he stared off into space,...
Star Wars - The Inner Light
"patience. rushing to face him will bring only pain to yourself and those you care about."
Patience is a Virtue
The weather had been somewhat depressing for the last couple of weeks. Storm systems kept lining up and passing through one by one. It left Carrie feeling down. The rain always did that to her when it stayed dreary for too long. Hannah knew that, and...
The Payoff of Patience
**the payoff of patience for skywing by draconicon** there weren't many things that could catch the red-handed argonian's attention for long.
Rewarded Patience
"Did you enjoy the music?" Rettick's rumbling voice teased into Hati's tapered ear and sent a pleasant shiver down her spine as he pressed himself against her. "Not as much as I enjoyed the company." She answered, the small Pomeranian stood up on...
Patience of Virtue
"patience, friend." basil chuckled. "i would have some if you didn't tease me so much, rufus!" "then i won't," rufus whispered, now leaning close.
Patience of the Thief
The most important skill for any thief, moreso than lockpicking or blending into the shadows or sleight of hand, is always patience.
My Patience is Gone
What a wonderful world I get the privilege of living in How could I possibly complain I'm the pride and joy the world, I'm an American Shamelessly watching my freedoms flushed down the drain I voted for Obama in the last election He kept...
A Bronze Rising: The Gift of Patience
I could afford to wait and i knew my patience was a gift that the rest of my misbegotten family lacked and didn't value. i would make full use of it here. i spread my wings and felt my bronze scales rippling over my sleek and powerful form.