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
Now will come and soon will past
Memories will be what will last.
Moving in transition from has been
To that that lasts.
Now can dream, dream at last.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
The day is bright
With promise from the night
Fills my heart, my eyes
Which see a future
That’s right and mine
To honour.
Conquer those demons
Who want to take it away
Stay in the light
Let those terrors, worries float away
Vanquished by the brightness
In this, the brightest of bright days.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Save myself, help myself
Do not accept defeat
Power, strength moves mountains
Higher expectations cancel out retreat.
Now is the time to stand
Stand right on the line not looking back
Accepting the fact that I am
I am.
I am the one who has the will
The power to help and save
That person who I am
This I know, I know I am.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Sorely saddened by my loss
So very hard to pay this cost
Of living life with those I love
Now gone, I pay the price
For loss of them in this life.
But
I’ll gladly pay that price again
For the years of love
I’ve been given
It’s priceless even though
I know
I’ll be sad down the road.
Saddened by my loss
Is a price I’ll gladly pay
To have had you in my life
Even if for just a day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Dear sweet spirit take control
Guide my hand, my heart
And please my soul.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Saddened by what has happened
Devastated by what is done.
Moving forward with a heavy heart
Feeling as though I’m coming undone.
It will get better
The sun will shine once again.
But for now there is no light
Darkness engulfs a healing sun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
I can see her body lying there
I can see her breath move up and down
Now between life and afterlife
Her mind is slowing down
She greets the ones who’ve gone before
She smiles and wags her tail
My hand it brings her back
She knows it’s stroke she’ll feel just this once more
With silent eyes open wide her heart it beats
No more. ~ Patrice
Rest in peace dear, sweet Ursa, my little pumpkin
Ursa De L’Etang D’illhaeusern ~ August 25, 2003 ~ October 17, 2014
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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