Waiting and Patience

One morning,

    On a small pond, gentle

Ripples –

A female mallard,

Who wears the tiniest pearl necklace

Ever

Seen

On a desk, a tiny yellow origami bird

            Who wants to be real

             Who wants to fly

*

On the sidewalk, a little girl with chestnut

              Curls, in a bright red raincoat

Jumps one puddle

Crushes

The next.

She is fierce.

Her terrier walks with her,

Splashes with her.

Possibly, muddy footprints on carpet.

Possibly,

A little annoyed, but also amused

Parents.

*

A calico kitty named,

Snickers. (Given name) Or,

Snickers Pie,

Princess Kitty

Cutie Pie

Snickerdoodles

Snickery

Snickles

Snickie Bear,

Very seldom called by her given name.

                 The Zennest of Zen

Also goes by,

                  Little Tiger Girl

*

A whispering fountain pen,

       Azure.

Awaiting her person’s

        Right hand to make words

    Into sentences

Into paragraphs..

        So many hours,

Waiting.. waiting..

         Procrastination is difficult when one

Has ink to spend

Stories to help make.

She whispers,

Come, I’m over here. Not so patient.

*

On an antique maple

Table,

Set in silver,

For two

A bottle of Chardonnay waits

            To be opened.

Upstairs in a wardrobe,

         A blue velvet gown waits

             To be worn.

In a dining room,

              A cassoulet waits

              To be served.

And what of the grandfather clock?

         It waits to be seen, wound,

                 To chime the hours.

    So much waiting.. and waiting.

              Wait!

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