I must
reach for the best
I must
know that tenderness
will bring joy and happiness
I must
make my world turn
with kindness, not hate
I must
I must seek
search, participate.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Archive for the ‘Look Back Friday’ Category
I Must
October 11, 2024
Strength
October 4, 2024
Strength isn’t in power
it lives and breathes
in the heart
the head
moving the rest with ease.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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I Have Heard Your Voice
September 27, 2024
I have heard your voice
Felt your gentle soul
Know your touch is
What I feel
When soft breezes blow.
I don’t need to see you
For I know you’re near
Holding me close forever
Forever, my sweet love
My sweet dear.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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No One Seems To Know
September 20, 2024
No one seems to know
nor do they understand
the way to heaven
is always open
That
it’s there
Always
at their command.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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A Hummingbird Came
September 13, 2024
A hummingbird came
he sat
on the stair
his words were luscious
I knew he was there.
The beat of his wings
the flow of his heart
moved me to tears
I bowed down
I cried
I cried a lot.
For no more til spring
will I hear those sounds
as snow falls
baring down
on a land bleak
where
no hummingbird sounds.
Then
the snow will melt
the heavens wake
and
on his journey back
the hummingbird makes.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Holding On
September 6, 2024
Holding on to memories
I shared with you
Some good, some bad
We danced in sync
In a dance of life
We had
Just we two.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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You Pick Me Up
August 30, 2024
When I fall
you pick me up
my life is saved
My heart
also
is picked up
Safe and serene
standing straight up
I feel your presence, I feel your love
And that’s when
I race
to another
who needs me
to
pick them up.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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The Rain Hides My Tears
August 23, 2024
The rain hides my tears
The sun soothes my fears
My heart knows
This too shall pass
But
In the meantime
It lasts, it lasts.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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The Water Weeps
August 16, 2024
The water weeps to the ground
Soaking all
Saturating a thirsty ground.
Flowers dance between
The raindrops moist
Blooming, sacrificing all
It is their choice.
Clouds thunder
Marching across the sky
No time for plunder
For something in the distance
Has caught their eye.
Now I stand amidst this
I’m part of this
The earth, the wind, the sky
All this happening round
I feel it, feel so profound.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Not Sure, Not Sure Why
August 9, 2024
Not sure, not sure why
the world turns the way it does
clouds stream across the sky
birds sing and cows call.
I stand in the midst of it all
and
I’m not sure
not sure why.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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