Wind blowing
Hollering
Thru the trees
Breaking
Smashing
Everything it sees.
Cruel
Sparing none
Blowing all night
Til
The morning sun.
Devastation
Greets the day
All hard work
All blown away.
Nothing left
But clean up
Arrange
And hold back
Despair.
Know
The sun will shine
Once again
Life will go on
Even if the wind
She does blow
Strong.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
A Happy Birthday Wish!
I’ve known you since
I don’t know when
The best there is
Not only cause
You’re more than
Just my friend
You’re my lover
My heart and a lot more
I can’t begin
Suffice to say…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Can I venture to the past?
Relax and enjoy things seen
Fix what wasn’t right
Move forward
To this time I live in now
Confident
My heart will no longer hunger
For what has been and passed.
Can I?
Dare I venture to the past?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Please forgive
Those that be hiding
In my memory.
Waiting to jump out
Scare, startle me
Please forgive them
And me. ~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
The sun shines bright
As the wind blows quiet like
The atmosphere breathes a restful breath
Eyes closed in winter rest.
Let me take it in
Feel warmth following the light
To a time when the sun shines
Even in the evening night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Subtly is no form of action to take
When understanding pleasures needed
To make a heart full of happiness
Once mired down in toxins, felt like no escape
In a future yet to happen
That which, that which I make.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Life’s not easy but what I’ve got
Even if I sacrifice, pay my dues
Know it doesn’t mean
I get to cruise.
If the hard work never stops
Does it mean I’ll not
Feel fun and laughter, give it up
Be satisfied with my lot?
Absolutely, absolutely not.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Why not try to understand
All the confusion swirling round
Like a crazy marching band.
Don’t know where, don’t know why
But somehow I need to cry
Release the hurt, set free the sigh.
Move beyond the crazies
Then maybe, maybe
Understand the reason why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
A robin wings her way south
Buffeting winds
That may drive her off course
Today undaunted
She stays focused on her way
Though wind, rain and snow
She goes to the place
Where the sun glows heat
And where she stays
Til its time once again
To fly north
With all her family and friends.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Golden leaves swaying
On a November breeze
Floating, cascading down
Landing on soon to be
Frozen, winter ground.
Woods are silent, hushed, listening
To the still quiet as a hunter lurks
Waiting to kill in the midst
Of golden leaves falling, raining down
Upon barren, dying ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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