No writing this morning
no words to be said
everything left on my pillow
the words, they slipped
right out of my head.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
No Writing
August 9, 2021
You Don’t Know
August 6, 2021
Of course you don’t know
The sadness, the heartache
I shouldn’t know.
You see the life
That seems to glow.
Sometimes it’s a lie
Sometimes you see I cry
But
Then if course
You don’t know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Today
August 5, 2021
Golden rays of sunshine
Drift thru the quiet day
Today
Is the only thought
For tomorrow does not yet exist.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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I Have Heard
August 4, 2021
I have heard
your sweet voice sing
seen bad weather
turn to spring.
Nothing, nothing is for sure
but with all my heart
I will believe in
the magic of my dreams.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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A Butterfly
August 3, 2021
A butterfly lands and rests her wings
sipping nectar
water
all delicious things.
Then she leaves
flutters away
her bright colours
all on display.
Maybe tomorrow
or
the day after today
she’ll be
on her journey
to a southern land
miles away.
Where there
too
she’ll sip more nectar
fluttering
one flower to another
her colours on display
all those miles away.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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Strange Dreams
July 30, 2021
Strange dreams populate my night
They make no sense telling stories
Of places never seen
People I know
But they are in a strange dream.
Somethings seem familiar
In an odd way
I’ve been there
But I can’t tell you
When or on what day.
I awaken quizzing
Just what was this experience
No words to describe
That strange dream experience.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson -2017
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Nursery Rhyme
July 29, 2021
Dismal failure
comes to mind
when I recite
a simple
nursery rhyme.
They speak of laughter
a joyous time
while in my heart
cries of disaster
no merry
nursery rhyme.
Dark place
that’s what I feel
what comes to mind
reciting
nursery rhymes.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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My Heart Aches
July 28, 2021
My heart aches, my soul cries
For the loves
I’ve lost
And
Live no more.
The time came they must depart
Leaving anguish
Loss
In my broken heart.
Someday I know I’ll see again
Those I loved
I lost
They’ll be with me forever
Forever once again.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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I Live
July 27, 2021
You don’t know how I live
You don’t know
what makes me tick
all is hidden deep
beneath the facade
I keep.
Private, personal that’s where
I live
hoping fervently
you don’t peek beneath
my closed lid.
Which slams shut
whenever
I think someone’s too close
to see my flaws
secrets I keep, hide
I live.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
