The sun rises
Shines
All across the land
The ground wakes
Sighing a gentle sigh
All across the land.
Birds fly, coyotes call
Leaves sway in unison
All across the land
Contentment is ours
To enjoy
All across the land.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
With my heart pounding
deep within my breast
the world continues to spin around.
White doves cry
walrus sing
and
fish reach for the sky.
Nothings felt
that hasn’t been
nothings true if we must begin
begin again.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
The sky is beauty
Flowers be
The most beautiful
Anyone could ever see.
Summers’ come
It’s weaving a warm, soft web
Enveloping all spring’s brought
From winter’s dread.
~Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Feeling lonely and alone
Trapped on a treadmill
Going nowhere
Not back home.
Heart is broken
The sky blue
Tears fall
Masked as rain.
Dropped by a hand
Who doesn’t blame
Anyone
For the shape I’m in.
Only suggests
I must stop, turn around
And
Begin again.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Know what I’m doing
Know what I did
Now going to where
I love, I live
All is well
And making life
All
That I need, that I give.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
When
The sky is full blue
With light.
The earth warm
From the loving sun
The ocean deep and green
Fish swimming without concerns
It seems.
What a time
What a day
For the sky is full blue
With anticipation and light.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Morning comes
Then it goes
No one knows where
Where it unfolds.
Melting into day
Hiding thru the night
Breaking once again
In the glorious morning light
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Can’t help but see
The world living, unfolding
As it should be.
Can’t help but feel
The soft and gentle caring
Beneath my feet.
Can’t help but hear
A song of love
Filling each of my ears.
Can’t help but live
A life full of harmony
Can’t help but see all this, around me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Not sure the reason why
The sky cries
Weeps and wails
Crashing thunder
Before my very eyes
Anger, sadness
Blessed love
Not sure
Not sure which is
The reason why.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Angry, hurt are the feelings
Racing thru my head
Why would people be that way
Can’t accept such treatment
In my heart, my head
Seething, feeling angry
But I’ll try to forgive and say
Goodbye to such
That make life an unholy place
No one wants today.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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