Nothing to say, not today
No one comes, no one says
Anything relevant or astute
But then
I look outside and see
The world in all it’s beauty
Snow drifting by
Trees standing proud
Birds flying round
That’s when I realize
There’s nothing more to say
It’s already said
I just need to sit back
Enjoy this spectacular scene
This journey, this ride
I’m lost for words
My heart does sigh
It sees all, it seems.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Morning doves and evening grosbeaks
Ever wonder why the names they got
What they seek?
And how come blue jays cry?
While chickadees speak
Crows caw?
Truth is, that too
We don’t know why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
You didn’t see me I know for a fact
Nor did you want me
Want me back.
I slide into the shadows
Paused in a quiet spot
Before heading away from you
And all, all your self-centred thoughts.
I won’t be back and I think
It’s a well known fact
That you’ll never miss me
You’ll never ever, ask me back.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Nothing really happens
Til something moves
Takes control.
Nothing really happens
In the morning bright
Til eyes open
Letting in streaming sunlight.
Nothing really happens
Til words are spoken
From a mouth open
Speaking things we need to know.
Nothing really happens
Til feet move
Heeding the mind’s signals
And control.
Nothing really happens
Til we let Mother Nature
Let nature have the reins
And we let go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
We look to do our best
To see the best
And live a life of no unrest.
Sometimes it works
Sometimes we fail.
But in the end
we live, we love
We follow our destiny’s trail.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Slowly hearing
My heart beat soft
Taking in the beauty
Beneath, within
And
Aloft.
No words spoken
No words need said
For all is explained
In a beat so soft
Inside
Instead.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Snow falls silently down
Snowploughs roar
Spreading sand, salt
Across roads far around.
Oblivious birds sit in trees
Hunkered down
A fox yips, a crow cries
All says
A winter’s day is on the rise.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
I do remember
Your loving grace
The innocent smile upon your face
Your strong embrace.
I do remember
Shelter in a troubled world
Your ability of slowing down
A hectic pace.
I do remember
A simple kind gesture
Sweetness on your face
A peaceful existence.
All this I do
I do remember.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Wishing all Happy Holidays and a very Merry Christmas! 😀
When I heard you
Calling me
My heart stopped
It skipped a beat.
Tell me why
I can be alone
Lost without you
Near me.
You make me whole
A life to love
With arms wrapped
Around my soul.
Your heart, my heart
Filled with love
Together always
In everlasting love.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Snow flies
And we answer
Why? Why?
Blizzards blow fierce white
Changing darkness
Into a brilliant seeing night.
Cold with icicles
Dripping down
Covering a frigid, frozen ground.
Rivers run underneath
A covering of ice and snow
Sometimes more than a foot deep.
We live thru this
We
We do exist.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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