Archive for the ‘My Musings’ Category
March 13, 2020
We’re ‘In It’s Grip’ but not the weather. Stay safe and well ❤
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In it’s grip
It’s grip so tight
Hearing ice crack
As limbs fight to stay aloft
In the cruel, bleak night
Sparks shoot into the sky
Wires break, electricity dies.
We wait for help, to understand
A world changed, transformed
Across our little plot of land.
No cell phone works
No lights come on
Except from generators
Throttled up, throttled down.
While chainsaws roar cross the land
We do our best
To clean up, to understand.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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March 4, 2020
I wonder, wonder where
The squirrel at the feeder
Came from.
Where the sun was before
It shone in the sky.
When people thought
That they may fly.
What was said when
The mountains fell.
As a earthquake opened up
And shattered the ground.
I wonder, wonder where
The answers can be found.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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February 27, 2020
Anger, frustration seems to be
My method of operation
Thinking thoughts bitter
And angry today.
Can’t seem to find the way
Or the answer to my questions
I need
I need them today.
All is a quandary
Just unseen and blind
For me to see
On this day.
Maybe I should step back
Breathing deeply
Maybe, I’ll find answers,
This way.
I won’t be bitter or angry
I’ll find my route, my path
I’ll be on my way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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February 21, 2020
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USGS Photograph taken on May 18, 1980, by Austin Post.
I saw the earth
Come crashing down
Pounding land
I heard the sound.
No one moved
No one gasped a breath
A sound.
When I heard the earth
Come crashing down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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February 5, 2020
When you pretend
and nothing happens
are you wrong
or should you extend
the playacting
til
all comes to be
the way you originally
pretended it to be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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February 3, 2020
Being sensible
is sometimes a gift
no heartfelt intuition
can make the necessary shift
relying on the ego
memorizing the words
doesn’t help
for being sensible
just sometimes
is a gift.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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January 27, 2020
The world spins
revolves around
taking lives on a journey
the world beyond.
Grass grows, birds fly
rain drops
and sometimes
lovers must say goodbye.
The world is ours
We make it what we can
happy or sad, we live our lives
as the world revolves round
once again.
~ Patrice
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January 24, 2020
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Why have I been brought to this spot?
Why do I live and exist while others have not?
Where will I go?
Who will I see?
Just what will become of me?
The answers not told at least not to me
But then if I knew
What would I do?
With that which is laid out for me?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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December 18, 2019
Feeling the weight holding me down
Struggling, fighting against a strength
That all I can say, astounds.
Maybe tomorrow the way will be light
Maybe then I won’t be feeling
This heavy weight I’m feeling tonight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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December 3, 2019
Would you be mine
til the end of time?
Would you hold me close
taking no notice of how long a time?
Would you love me more than
Julius to Cleopatra or just as much
if not more?
Would the sweet scent of love
fill your nostrils evermore?
Leaving nothing else
to take your breath away?
Cause my love
I will love you forever
Ever, in this way.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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