Amazing place
We live in
Soak it up, savour
Breathe in.
Feel the rain pouring down
The sun soaking in
To the ground fertile and prized
Growing treasures
Where creatures thrive
Live in.
We have it all
We are part of this place
This place, this world
We live in.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Husk falls, dropping to the ground
Seeds of wonder spattered all around.
Dead or dying not necessarily their fate
Taking food, taking strength
From the earth, the ground on which
They were spat, they grow and create.
Slowly, quietly up to mighty trees
Strong and wondrous they unfold
Dropping seeds that too
Like magic wonder, grow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Picky partners don’t always last
Sometimes they bicker and fight
It goes on and on
For whatever reason it just
Lasts and lasts.
Picky partners need to let up
Knowing being together
Happily
Is what needs to
Forever last.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2018
When I find the secret
When I’m fine
When I find what’s behind
The smoke smouldering
Over a red black sky.
When I find my secret
That secret holding all
The answers
All the answers for
All time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Stolen from my heart
A sense of love
Forgot
Got away.
Burdened with such
Array of emotions
Can’t hold back
Hold at bay.
Smouldering anger
Burning things precious
Held dear
Stolen, forgotten
Got away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Tenderness and wonder
A childlike holiday.
Smiles, kind gestures lead
Guide the way.
Laughter and hearty jokes
Make the hard an easy time
Almost like play.
No one falters
All are in
On their merry, lighthearted way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Wondering
Once again.
Wondering
What is best?
Wondering
If I’ll make the right decision.
Wondering
Will it affect the rest?
Wondering
What will come to be?
Wondering
What will happen to me?
– No answers come but still –
Still I’m wondering.
Wondering
Just the same.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Procrastination, procrastinating
Get it done now
– maybe
Guilty, guilty, guilty
See it done later
– maybe
In the meantime
I’m sure
– positive
I’m not lazy
Just don’t want to do it now
– too busy
If I put it off
I’ll always have something to do
– crazy
Procrastination, procrastinating
See it done later
– maybe.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
I’ll take a stand
And hold still
No breath will breathe
No heart beat
Only sounds are my feet
Standing still, holding fast
Protecting all
That must now last.
Then the gull cries
Mustering forces
That heed that shrieking call
Not forlorn, not alone
I stand, holding still
Upright, strong and tall
We’re together
And together we will conquer all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
The heart knows
The eyes see
The hands hold
As
The mind finds beauty.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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