Imagine
Today is your last day.
What would you say?
Where would you go?
What would you see?
Would it be beauty
Or misery?
I don’t know
Can’t see
But hope I’d make it
The best day to last me
An eternity.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Archive for the ‘My Musings’ Category
Imagine Today Is Your Last Day
October 20, 2017
Seasons Of Life
October 11, 2017
I feel the sadness, the dying life
Into hibernation
No movement til the unfrozen
Comes back, springs to life.
Melancholy knowing
The ground will hold still
Covered in snow
And frozen ice.
Through cycles of the land
Eons of living life
The world changes showing
Birth, growing, living, dying
In seasons of life.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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I Forgot
September 11, 2017I have not forgot and hoping for a better world to come. In which we share love, courtesy, appreciation and forgiveness ❤
I forgot
What day this was
I forget if a saddened sun shone
I forget what I had for lunch.
But
I didn’t forget the thousands that did die
I didn’t forget those that did get out alive
I haven’t forgot you helped those survive.
I can not forget the clouds of smoke
Rising ash, people stunned, sirens wailing
Unholy hell reigning
It seemed to last I have not forgot.
I can not forget
A silence as planes flew into concrete
Smashing trust, crushing hopes
This I won’t and have not forgot.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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A Hummingbird Came
September 8, 2017
A hummingbird came
To my window yesterday
She pleaded and begged
Me not to put away
That feeder which fills
Her each, everyday.
She needs calories
To fly away
On an epic journey
To warm, hot lands
Far far away.
Maybe tomorrow
She’ll leave
Before the snow flies
And the leaves
Are deceased.
So now, today
She pleads
Fill it up, leave it be
Help her get ready
For her long, long
Epic journey.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Looking
August 30, 2017
Looking up to the sky
Looking for the answer
The reason why
The solid earth beneath my feet
Radiates love
Leaving no room
For defeat.
My mouth says words
Needed to be said
My hands hold
Thankfulness for all I see
And for the ground
On which I tread
Here, alongside thee.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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The Beauty Of A Sunset
August 18, 2017
The beauty of a sunset
Filtered sun falling thru
The splendour of the sea
Nothing can impress
Like the world around of me.
No one will see the ugly
No one can forsaken me
For in my opinion
My heart is an untold wonder story
That I’m settling down to read.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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My Pen
August 11, 2017My pen writes what I say
My pen never questions
The words I put down.
Anyone can use
My pen
It doesn’t care but writes
What the fingers share.
My pen
Follows along
Putting down the thoughts
Without it the words would
Be long, long gone.
My pen
Is always there
Then its done
And I get another one
My pen.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Up In The Bustling Sky
August 4, 2017
Up in the bustling sky
A thousand clouds go flying by
Not one
Not one ever asks why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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A Hummingbird Sings
July 28, 2017A hummingbird hovers making sure its safe
To drink nectar that brings forth
A feeling of heaven’s gate.
A hummingbird’s wings sing as she flies
In between blooms sending scent promising
Just about everything.
A hummingbird’s nest of twigs and things
Babies so small
They are next to nearly nothing.
A hummingbird dodges leaves and flowers
On the hunt of insects nutritious there
Amongst other things.
But you know I don’t think
That I’ve ever heard
A hummingbird sing
Anything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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The Heart Is A Treasure
July 10, 2017
The heart is a treasure
Hopefully, never to be seen
It guides, beats life in a body
Where she is queen.
The mind may be king
But the heart, she is queen
Without her
The mind can’t do anything.
Giving life, birthing life
Holding life in between
No one lives a life without a heart
Hopefully, never to be seen.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
