© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Some things get hard
Even difficult
And you wonder
Why it is to be.
You muddle forth
Stepping over
All the debris
That hinders you and me.
Sometimes tripping
Sometimes skipping
Feeling absolutely fuddled
In this mess
My life can be.
~ Patrice
Do you know the name
Of that wonderful person
The one that shared your life
Thru happiness and strife?
Always there, always
Always there to count on
Always there to turn to
In this stressful life.
No need to know the name
It will change for me or you
This person is the one
That is there whenever
You need them to be too.
I thank this person
With all my heart
As you should too
For without them in our lives
Whatever would we do?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Stony heartache, desperate longing
Manufacturing life in a realm of belonging
Don’t be deceived, keep your focus
On what is right
Journeying thru the darkness
Well into night.
Born to believe
In the goodness of life
Never deviate from the path
That is absolutely right
Down the trail which holds you
Be it left or right.
Take the way
That in your heart
You know must be
The only one to lead
To the holy altar
Of serendipity.
~ Patrice 
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Make a decision to turn your life around to be the person you want to be. Not wish you were but be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
May my day be fruitful and most enjoyable. May my wishes and dreams become reality.
I thank you for all I have been given and that to come.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Fireflys dance in the dark
Coyotes cry of times long gone
The joy that darkness hides
Envelopes and keeps me warm.
In a state of wonder
Of night’s magic
While bats circle and dive
And deer silently pass
Through willows
Into the eery moonlight.
Where the night holds
All that dance far into the night
In the dark
The dark wondrous night.
~ Patrice
The easy way out.
Duck the clout and measure
The distance to get out.
Don’t hesitate and ponder
What it’s all about.
Just duck
Duck and get out.
The reasons are many
The answers few
Don’t worry what’s right
Worry about you.
Survive another day
Cause it’s all about you
That’s what it’s about.
Take the easy way out.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Your calling is calling
I think.
Follow and listen
To the directions
On how to proceed.
You may need help.
It will be there.
You may need support.
It will be there.
You may need reassurance
The way is right.
It will be made clear.
In the end
You’ll find its
You that has done all this
For you.
Listen…
~ Patrice
Some things are hard to remember.
They crush the spirit, they crush the soul.
We’ll never know what would have happened
If they never had been told.
Muster pass, remember this
They are not your whole world
Only a small part of it.
The beauty of the rest will still unfold.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Some dreams are achieved.
Some dreams never see fruition.
Some dreams are dashed.
Some dreams become beautiful only in their demise.
~ Patrice
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