Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category
March 8, 2018

The good women in my life
The ones who made me see and live this life
Ones that sacrificed
Made the way, laughed
Cried, died.
I salute you
Glad to have known and learnt from you
The women
The good women who made me
The woman I came to be in this my life.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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March 7, 2018

Hoping, looking
For a breathing space
To be in harmony
Living life as I know
I can and should be.
Trust me, trust you
Trusting the world
To be what I need
What I’m looking for
And that I seek.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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March 6, 2018

Sweet dreams come slowly
Quietly moving thru
Leaving behind visions
Memories I hold onto
Sometimes vivid
Then maybe vague
They play out active
There inside my head.
I feel I could touch
Hold tight
The figures in sweet dreams
That come to me
In the darkness
And early morning light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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March 5, 2018

When I think of things that’ve passed
I wonder
Where they came to live
In what heart do they survive
And will they be known
In the future’s past?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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March 2, 2018
Posted in Look Back Friday, My Musings, Poetry | Tagged angels, bolts of lighting, god, mysterious way, nature photography by Patrice, Patrice, Patrice Clarkson, saw God, today | 2 Comments »
March 1, 2018

I remember memories
Both sad and joyous
Memories
They come to me
When I don’t notice
Memories
My mind will be elsewhere
And suddenly they’re there
Memories
Real or imagined
Staring at me
Laughing hysterically
Memories
Nothing seems to matter
Cause I remember
Memories.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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February 27, 2018

Get things done
Don’t let them lie
In a puddle of confusion
Surrounded by uncertainty
Let them flourish
Live and love
Let not the hiccups dominate
What certainly could be
A good, great life with no strife.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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February 26, 2018

Terrible times do occur
Marching lines, men’s faces obscure
No more joy, lightly skipping breeze
Heartache, morse pretty bleak.
Then the sun shines oh so bright
Lighting the way both day and night
No more tears, sadness blame
All is well once again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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February 22, 2018

Why have I come to this?
The melting of snow
Turning to rain
Getting lost in the mist.
A wandering soul
So much I don’t know
How has it come to this?
No more to say
Just move thru the day
Think of the answer
When did I come to this?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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February 21, 2018

The crow flies over skies
Looking down on a world
Moving forward, no lies.
The crow flies calling
Singing songs only loved ones
Hear, don’t deny.
The crow flies holding close
Treasures found, lost
Seen by no other eyes.
The crow flies.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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