In the morning
The sun does rise
Spreading warmth, beauty
Across the skies.
Mine to behold
Mine to see
Mine to be part of
Forever, into eternity.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
In The Morning
December 5, 2017
The Feeder Hangs
December 4, 2017
The feeder hangs
Quiet and discreet
Waiting for company
To enjoy her treats.
No bad or evil thoughts
Does she convey
Feeding all who happen
To pass her way.
Filled up or near empty
She stands quietly there
Holding something
She lives to share.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2017
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Never Understood
December 1, 2017
Never understood
How you could walk away
Never turning round
To even say
A kind goodbye
Never understood.
Can’t figure out why
Why it made me cry
Wish with all my heart
I too
Could leave and maybe die
Never understood.
Not now in that awful moment
Moved on and found
The world a lovely place
Full of treasures, beauty, grace
Making all that heartache
Pass away
That, I understand.
But in brief moments
Of some days
I think of you
And still
Can never really understand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2013
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I Sit Here Wishing
November 30, 2017
I sit here wishing
What is
Could not be.
Hoping life
Would be a little gentler
Take pity on me.
Trusting it
Will get better
So all can be happy.
Doesn’t matter what I wish
Cause life is
What it will be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Seeing The Scars
November 29, 2017
Seeing the scars
Coated over
Feeling, festering
Oozing beneath
Hurting
The anger welling up
To soldier on
In spite of what
Lies under underneath.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Outside Is Cloudy
November 28, 2017
Outside is cloudy
Barring, marring
My way
Help is at hand
But I can’t reach it
Something blocks
The way
Turning, trying hard
To make my way
To the destination
I know is here, is mine
I’m sure today
Just have to move
Push those clouds
Away.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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In My Command
November 27, 2017
Holding still trying to understand
The health of the world
Of course nothing is in my command.
Just a traveller on this ocean of life
Moving up and down
The good, the bad felt here in this my life.
Grateful for the time given me
Happy I exist, that I be
Maybe tomorrow I will understand.
Until then I’ll live my life
Travelling, knowing
I’m not in command.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Maybe Behind In Time
November 24, 2017Maybe behind in time
Maybe not ahead of the crowd
But oh, joy is bestowed
Upon this road I’m travelling on.
Come be with me
Feel the passion in a love
Of beauty all around.
Go back in time
Feel the love, the joy
That does surround.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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Watching
November 23, 2017
Watching
Things happen at a
Happening
No one knows the road to go
Following
Down a path
Filled
With all sorts of things
Waiting
For the sun to show
Rising
Filled with glamour unsurpassed by
Anything
Yes, I’m watching
Everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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Hallowed Ground Rises
November 21, 2017
Hallowed ground rises
Beneath my feet
Spreading joy for all those that seek
A life better than yesterday
As a heart beats just to stay
Here with us in today
Soft, tender feet tread
On gentle ground
Feeling love all around
Making no enemies friend nor foe
Only love
Laughter is what they sow.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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