Snow comes down
Gently falling, falling down
Coating, covering all that’s brown
Falling gently, falling
Falling to the ground.
Soft and gentle falling,
Landing on bright whiskered fur
Briefly there to stay
Til ladened branch whisks away
Down upon dark brown ground.
Gently falling, falling
All the way to the ground
Falling snow gently falling
Falling on the ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Free and open space.
That’s what I need.
Feel the wind on my face
In a free and open space.
All distractions, lots of action
In this free and open space .
Inhale the air
Feel the coolness in the breeze
In a open, a free and open space
Somewhere that I need.
Charge my senses on a cool and gentle breeze
A open space, a free and open space
Full of grace
A place where I can be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
This is special because I make it so
Turn around, look around
Make it special because I need it so.
No one else has the power
To make it special
Only me, so make it so
All your life you’ve had the right
To choose to make it special
And you should do so.
This is yours, this is mine
Make it special. I’ll make it special
This special time.
Why?
Because he told us so
In a special time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Brushed beside me, felt your breath
Shudders running up from deep, dark depths
Dim black places no one should accept
Brushed beside me, felt your breath.
Brushed beside me, felt your breath
Down beneath me, down the depths
Sadden figure reaching out
Brushed beside me, felt your breath.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Trying to hold it all together
Make it better
The best I can.
Some days I can
Some I can’t.
Hold it
Hold it all together
Make it better, the best I can
With all my love.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
A bright star fades, gone from view
High in my sky, gone to dim
Don’t know why, don’t know when.
When a bright star fades far from view
Makes me cry, makes me sad
Don’t know why, don’t know when.
Lost love on earth, gone to dim
When a bright star fades, gone from view
Don’t know why, don’t know when.
That warm love gone, gone to dim
When a bright star fades, fades from view
Don’t know why, don’t know when.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
I am good.
I am the best.
Don’t worry about the rest.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
There I am
In the midst of all wonders
Wondering where I fit in.
Never alone but feeling alone
In this, the land of chagrin.
My purpose, my goal
Fuzzy and out of control
Here in a land full of wonders
Full of wonders and me
Wondering where I fit in.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Journeying to a bad place
Taste the bitter space
Spit it out
Deny you feel this way
Change it
Journeying there no more.
Make it, make it a better place
Surround yourself with energy
Strong and secure
A better place, a much better place
A safe place
Never to journey to a bad place
Evermore.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Today is a day of sadness
Grief and despair
Loss of a life dear to me forever
No words to express or share
Only emotions, raw feelings
The sadness
Deep in the empty void there.
Remorse, gratitude
For the time given and lost
Gone forever
Forever and ever
please don’t despair.
Piecing screams of anguish
Going far away, coming back
Today I remember
Say a prayer for a life
And a way gone forever
Forever and ever
Just despair.
A different path taken
Giving thanks for the lessons
Time spent teaching ways to survive
In a world without him forever
Forever and ever for this day
He died.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
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