This morning comes alive
Breathing new life
In the day
The moment
Throughout all waking hours
To
Evening night.
Never speaking
Of
What must be done
What should be
Left behind.
Only moving through
The day
Bringing everything
To evening
Where to rest, sleep
In the quiet
Peaceful night.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
No more
Today.
Tomorrow
Will be
What it turns out
To be.
But
Today, only today
I’ll let it be.
I’ll sit back
And
Enjoy my solitude
My serenity.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Quietly, silently
I move through thee, the mountains, the meadows
So full of such beauty, majesty.
Tomorrow I’ll be in the midst of a stream
Flowing rapidly
Swimming with creatures silently, quietly.
I will fly in the sky
Where birds live, laugh and die
I will be for a while, one of them.
No one will know
No one will be happier, happier than me
Moving quietly, silently.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2023
You didn’t tell me
You didn’t say
Those words I needed to hear
Before
Before you went away.
Silence is all I hear
Silence
Fills the hour, the day.
I’d hoped
To hear you speak
I’d hoped
You’d say
Soft, loving words to me
Before you left
Before you went away
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Heaven sees, heaven knows
All the happenings
We need not
Disclose
Our trials, our tribulations
All our triumphs
For
She knows.
Tomorrow
Heaven will know, will see
Cause
She lives
Lives within us all
Inside of you, inside of me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
You have the expertise
The knowledge to succeed
Just follow your heart
The small voice
Speaking.
She will tell you the way to go
The right, the wrong
All things
You think
You don’t know.
She’s called
An angel
A guardian angel
Living, breathing
Just
To help you.
Listen
And
You’ll hear
All you need
Need to know.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I have heard
and
know
I have to be
the sweetest person
I ever can be.
Why?
you ask
Why
this has to be?
Cause the Creator
says
this is best for the world
and
of course
little
old me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I know once again
You are near to me
I feel your touch
Your breath breathing
Quietly
My heart pounds
My finger seek
To caress
The very essence of you
That be
To keep
Keep you forever
Here
Near to me
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I went back after several years, to the place where I grew up.
The place where I had many happy times and wonderful memories.
I was overwhelmed to see what time has done.
My Heart does break
My soul knows
The past has gone
It exists
No more.
Times remembered
Times
From long ago past
Have faded in my memory
But
I thought
They’d last and last.
The land has covered
Over
The lane we used to walk
Trees died
Their stark bodies bent
Cracking in the wind
While bushes have overgrown
Where happiness
Should’ve been.
Surrounded
By empty, barren fields
Flourishing weeds covering in
What used to be
Fertile land growing crops
That
Nurtured creatures
Way back then.
Only memories
Now
Only fading memories
Of what was but not now
Or
Ever again.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Tender is the heart
That beats
Coursing love thru all that speak
Never once demanding back
Only loving, loving
And
That is that.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
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