Archive for the ‘My Musings’ Category
December 7, 2016
I may no longer
Be firmly in your presence
I may be a memory now
Only a thought
A time in your life.
But I’m still here
In that thought
or a glint in your eye
A soft word spoken
To show, to guide.
No longer can I caress
With a hand you can see
But I’m here
Feel my breath as the breeze
Blows gently
That’s me.
Hear my heart
Now silent beat
When you see
A beautiful flower
A tree bend in the wind
Hear me.
No sad words need to be said
Over top of the berth
I now call my bed
For I have gone
To a place full of grace.
Kindness, radiant
Loving light fill this world
I’m now in
Gentle ones share, care
They hold me in.
Please don’t despair
Because I’m no longer there
In a form you’ve known
For I’m here
I’m still here.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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December 1, 2016
What has happened
To the day, the month
And the year?
It has been here
Now gone on its way
Becoming nothing more
Than yesterday.
Seeking to see tomorrow
I lost sight of today
Where I had hoped to live
Everyday.
Realizing it only
When I looked back
To see yesterday passing
From tomorrow right on by
Thru me today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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November 22, 2016
We all sit here
Giving not a thought of summer’s hot
Seeds drop here and there
We flutter about with what seems
Not a care
Blissful in winter’s coat
We peck and munch
No time to crack a silly joke.
Santa’s’ coming soon
We hear
But to him we don’t give a care
For we see him
Flying in
Bringing packages
None which
Are for me, you, I or him,
We just sit here
Eating seeds
Life’s good it appears
It seems.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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November 18, 2016
Patrice’s Art & Poetry Blog
I dreamed last night
And
I don’t know why.
I dreamed last night
Of a time gone by
Of power and might
And travel
At the speed of light.
I dreamed last night
The world is old
We have been here
For years untold.
I dreamed last night
Of losing power and might
Living
In bewilderment and strife.
I dreamed last night
From elsewhere we came
On a flash of light
Brightening the sky
Lighting the night.
This I dreamed last night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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November 14, 2016
When everything is obscure
Upside down
In the loo
How can I think
Pleasant thoughts
Laugh or cry with hilarity?
Nope
Not happening
Crushed, lonely
I trudge ahead
Feeling chains
Of impending dread
A smile cannot cross
My doomed face
All joy is gone
It’s been erased.
Why I live
Why I die
An answer comes
Slowly
As I cry.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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November 9, 2016
When I think
My heart, my soul
Believe the right will come
Will be bestowed.
When I think can’t think
About what could have been
Can’t speculate on how
It came about
What now has been.
When I think I open up
My heart, my soul
To the world’s best
The light that guides
That lets me hear
The way to go.
When I think all is done
My heart, my soul
Laugh and say
Don’t ever think the best is gone
Or all hope is dead.
When I think, I know
We will survive, we will grow
We will make a life
The envy of
My heart, my soul.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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November 1, 2016
Bending low the master helps
The student rise high
Above the atmosphere
Rising into brilliant skies
Where no restrictions
Can hold him down.
The world is his
He wears it as a crown
Turning now to stoop
So low
To assist another
To this hallowed ground.
He praises those
That got him here
Rendering love
That does abound
Does appear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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October 31, 2016
Halloween comes creeping
To the door
All withered, stooped asking for
Trick or treat
Maybe something more
Smiling toothless face leering
Into vacant space
Blood dripping onto gruesome cheek
Screeching voices crack the night
Laughing hysterically
No remorse if no treat tonight.
Now fear is my plight
Quickly shove
The treat out the door
Into grasping bags
Til no more
Smiling it seems in pleasant surprise
When in fact I fear I have died
Slam the door
Lock it quick
Make sure there is no trick.
Cut the lights
Curtains drawn
Sit in darken space
Hoping monsters, witches
Will not be back
Nor leave some gruesome trace.
~ Patrice
Happy Halloween!
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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October 4, 2016
Going thru the gamut
From frustration and anger
To the highest excellence
And of course all in between.
What is right to do?
What have I done wrong?
What should I do in the future?
Not letting my emotions
Be so strong?
The answers to these questions
Along with those I’ll ask
I suspect in not too long
I’ll hear their answers
Bright, clear and strong.
The answers will be
Whispered in my ear
If I’m quiet, holding still
They will be answered
They’ll come along.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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September 29, 2016
I saw a hummingbird today
Still here, hasn’t flown away
Cold nights must take a bite
Still here
Couldn’t believe my eyes
My ears.
A hummingbird flew
To the feeder so low
Thought of emptying
Sure all hummingbirds gone
Then there she was hovering
Sitting, sipping sweet nectar
In the cold rainy air.
Still here, hasn’t started
On her long flight
Sleeping thru, keeping warm
In the cold fall nights
Drinking sweet water
Filling up to embark
On a long, arduous flight.
Maybe today will be the day
She’ll fly away
Still
I saw a hummingbird
A hummingbird flew to the feeder
Today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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