Fly away, fly away
The day is unfolding
The temperature’s cold
Not smouldering
Fly away, fly away
Come back
Amid spring flowers
For now is the time
Time to fly
Fly away, fly away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Archive for the ‘Look Back Friday’ Category
Fly Away, Fly Away
September 24, 2021
Answers
September 17, 2021
Why have I come?
Where will I go?
Answers here
But
Do they show
The world I’ll live in
Places I’ll go
Feelings I’ll feel?
Answers
I will or will not know.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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When I Feel The Tenderness
September 10, 2021
When I feel
The tenderness
The soft calling
From my heart
Let me begin to process
All these things
I feel
In my head
In my heart.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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A House, A Home
September 3, 2021
In the forest I found
A house, a home
So profound.
No windows to shed light
But a cozy home, a place for respite
Adorned with flowers pink and white
A bell to toll when someone
Strange comes lurking
Late at night.
A front door I can’t find
Yet welcome are all
Who poke their head inside.
May you see this house
So profound
May you enjoy all it has to give
There in the forest
This house, this home
That I found.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Hoping To See Joy
August 20, 2021
Hoping to see joy in all humanity
As we transverse thru our lives
Holding each close
No tears cried
No hope denied
Just care and love in all our lives.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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The World Has Come
August 13, 2021
The world has come
And
In the process of go
Where
I don’t know
I’ll follow along
And
Hang on tight
For I’ve nowhere else
To go
Not tonight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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You Don’t Know
August 6, 2021
Of course you don’t know
The sadness, the heartache
I shouldn’t know.
You see the life
That seems to glow.
Sometimes it’s a lie
Sometimes you see I cry
But
Then if course
You don’t know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Strange Dreams
July 30, 2021
Strange dreams populate my night
They make no sense telling stories
Of places never seen
People I know
But they are in a strange dream.
Somethings seem familiar
In an odd way
I’ve been there
But I can’t tell you
When or on what day.
I awaken quizzing
Just what was this experience
No words to describe
That strange dream experience.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson -2017
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The Lush Green Of Summer
July 23, 2021
The lush green of summer
Is contentment in lazy, hot days
Brief showers of warm shimmering
Summer rain.
Squirrels scurry away
Hummingbirds drink all day
Sun shinning bright in a clear blue
Summer sky.
All is right
As I lie
My eyes watching summer drift by.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Heaven Help The World Understand
July 16, 2021
Heaven help the world
Understand
There is no tomorrow
If we don’t stand and
Let nature be around.
We alone cannot supply
Our food nor make rain
Come pouring down.
Understand
We are but a small dot
In a world
Simply
Spinning round.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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