A butterfly came
To my feeder today
She fluttered and fluttered
Then flew away.
Sweet nectar she searches
And sips with a touch
No matter the flower
Sweetness a must.
A butterfly came
To my feeder today
She fluttered and fluttered
Then flew away.
~ Patrice
©Patrice Clarkson – 2012
A photo album
Large and small
Depicts the life
We’ve had so far.
Not the heartache
Nor the scorn
Just the pleasures
To be adorned.
No master plan
Is in the works
Just something sweet
All fancied up.
A token of a lovely time
When the sun shone
And you were mine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Your book will be written
Your poems submitted
And your art will soar.
Smile, laugh
This is your time
To roar.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Method of approach may be different, but we all want the same things from life.
Love and acceptance.
To feel nurturing from our mothers.
Guidance from our fathers.
Companionship, devotion, caring and love from all we love.
And hopefully, love us in return.
Some may rage. Some may quietly glide thru. Others plan and scheme.
No matter.
We all are seeking the same.
Be gentle with your fellow travellers and may they be gentle with you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Life begins fresh and new
Life ends sometimes
Without love renewed.
No one knows
Why or how
Life makes my life
The way it is.
Life begins and ends
And in between
My life is lived.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Here I sit and wait
Looking for just the thing
That’ll bring full circle round.
All the time to contemplate
Time to negotiate
Time.
Be relieved
Believe all will come
To those that wait.
Just sit
I sit and sit
Sit and wait.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
A turtle met me just today
While I was on my way
She wasn’t very cordial
Actually, awful antisocial.
Snapping, snapping
On what seemed
Her busy way.
The sun was shinning bright
On shell glistening
In the morning light.
What a time to see
A turtle there in front of me
She’s on her way
Must lay eggs today.
No time to doddle
No time to say
Good morning or good day
Must be on my way.
I met a turtle
Just today
A snapping turtle
By the way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Robin in the nest that be
Built an impressive place
For turquoise eggs to be
In their little comfy nest
Do rest
Patience be
Keep an eye on all
That may be around
To harm
This little nest that be
Tucked away
Hidden in leaves
Where no one sees
This little nest
A robin’s nest
That be.
~ Patrice
Happy Birthday Sharon
and many more!
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Don’t know where I am
Nor where I’m going to be
Can’t see down the road
Or far off cross the sea.
For I am.
I am what I see
Nothing ever changes
Here, within side of me.
Don’t know where I’m going
Never knew where I’ve been
But here now in the present
Is a charming human being.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Kado feeling blue
Feels the pain in his mouth
A tooth or two cracked off
Hurting, drooling too
Kado oh so blue.
Kado feeling blue
Its hard to be
A big guy in pain
And not show it too
Kado oh so blue.
Kado feeling blue
No supper, no dinner
Can’t eat so
Hungry now too
Kado oh so blue.
Kado feeling blue
Doctor pulled that damn tooth
Second one too
Hole size of a quarter
Where once a tooth
Used to chew
Oh Kado feeling blue.
Kado not so blue
Resting peacefully
Had some dinner too!
Life is good
Kado saw the tooth fairy
Kado not so blue.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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