Will you write me a poem
Will you call my name
Will you pen my life in a sweet refrain
Will you feel my pain
Will you write a few short lines
Will you mark joy and glorious laughter
Will you tell of when it rained
Will you write me a poem
Will you call my name?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Remember when
Life was soft
And
Then the world burst
Spewing anger.
That is when
I fell from my heart
Landing in a den of angry giants
Eating,
Crunching hapless wrens
Cried in anger, feared for death.
That is when
I saw the world
Issue out some justice
My tears were dried, my heart soothed
And
I remembered when.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Gracie, Grace a little Boston over there
Just a game away, a toy pulled in to play
A smile across her face
No disgrace if she stole a whole blessed cake
Gracie, Grace.
Love was in every part
Of her body, her head, her heart
But those dancing feet now cease to be
Nor no more little snore next to me
Gracie, Grace.
Gracie waits quietly
For the time once again
When we’ll be together, whole forever
In Heaven’s Place
Gracie, Grace waits.
~ Patrice
My deepest sympathy Joanne, for your loss of a wonderful little girl named,
Grace Kelly.
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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Muhammad Ali died yesterday
Such a glorious life gone
Gone yesterday.
We never met yet I know
He did so much to make my world
His world a better place to stay
Muhammad Ali died
He died yesterday.
May you soar like that butterfly
May you sting, sting just like a bee
For in my heart I see, your soul, your heart
Now rise, soar oh so gracefully
Muhammad Ali.
~ Patrice
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© Patrice Clarkson – 2016.
Life begins fresh and new
Life ends sometimes
Without love renewed.
No one knows
Why or how
Life makes my life
The way it is.
Life begins and ends
And in between
My life is lived.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Hallowed are the thoughts you think
Keeping you from falling
Falling deep
Within the brink.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Another month starts today
Another path lies
Focused in some way
On the dream manifesting itself
In all waking, living things.
Gently, quietly step upon the step
That brings all you want, all you need
To the self that sings
Nature’s beauty
Daring, just to dream.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
The forest blooms with flowers gorgeous
Even in the middle of a dreary night
As light casts its rays across a pond
Reflexing joy in every way.
Suddenly I see a bee buzzing
On a flower right there, in front of me
Deer drink their fill and squirrels
Rack up miles running up and down
A tree’s woody trails.
All is well
Spring has come to this land
The forest blooms
While we prepare to be in the midst of this
That is so good, so grand.
~ Patrice
© Patric Clarkson – 2016
Gentle kindness needed everywhere
Fill the gap with hardy laughs
Store any gain in a open sack.
That way, you’ll be above
Beyond
All that holds you back.
Laugh, laugh
Embracing and sharing gentle kindness
Feel it here at last.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Here I sit and wait
Looking for just the thing
That’ll bring full circle round.
All the time to contemplate
Time to negotiate
Time.
Be relieved
Believe all will come
To those that wait.
Just sit
I sit and sit
Sit and wait.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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