Failing to see
The reason
Failing to see
The beauty
In all the majesty
Surrounding me.
More so what
Has happened
What I know
To be.
It may be
Tomorrow
I’ll step within
The beauty
All the majesty
Surrounding me.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Questions asked
answers came
not
the ones expected
but
ones needed
all
the same.
In the light
of
tomorrow
the
focus will be
on
changing
quandaries
to
answers
so
no questions
will remain.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
We all sit here
Giving not a thought of summer’s hot
Seeds drop here and there
We flutter about with what seems
Not a care
Blissful in winter’s coat
We peck and munch
No time to crack a silly joke.
Santa’s’ coming soon
We hear
But to him we don’t give a care
For we see him
Flying in
Bringing packages
None which
Are for me, you, I or him,
We just sit here
Eating seeds
Life’s good it appears
It seems.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Stories told
Are the stories
I tell.
Are they true
Or did I just say words
That make the story
Told well?
Secrets revealed
Bad parts left out
Who knows
How can you tell?
Embellished or truthful
Telling a tale
To remember.
Not because
It’s told correctly
But told well.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
When I hear your voice
calling me
the world comes to a stop
all that’s possible
is now
unconditionally to be.
You never need
to explain
I know you’re there
for me
and when I hear
your voice calling
I know the world
is listening
holding it’s breath too
wondering what
the calling
will bring to me.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Taste the scent of life
Seeking to live in a chaotic world
With no stress nor strife
A feat some think unsurmountable
But possible if you taste
That scent that brings
All possibilities to life.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
No one hopes disaster strikes
nor are they sure
things will turn out right.
But they do their best
to make things better
trying to see
the good in all things
good, bad or just alright.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Enjoying the moment
Enjoying the scene
All its well
And in some instances
Serene.
Blessed be this moment
This moment I’m in
Only me in this moment
And never to occur
Again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
I forgot to remember
All the things you did to me
I left them in the trash
Garbage
Now to me.
No more will I cry
Remorsefully
No more will I be held
Captive
By those things
You did to me.
My life is better now
The sun shines on a spirit
Free of anger
Love is the feeling
I feel here
Inside of me.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I’ve heard, I have seen
Things so wondrous
Just can’t believe.
Trees growing
living being coming to life
in the spring
bearing fruit summer
in between falls to winter
when they seem to be
sleeping.
One wonder to behold
to be seen
may be ordinary
but
if you stop, look and listen
miraculous it will become
wondrous it will seem.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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