Silent silence
Thundering thru my head
Clouding all that might be said
Nothing left to be undone.
Silent silence
Makes me run.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Silent Silence
November 13, 2014
Subtly Is No Form Of Action
November 12, 2014Subtly is no form of action to take
When understanding pleasures needed
To make a heart full of happiness
Once mired down in toxins, felt like no escape
In a future yet to happen
That which, that which I make.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Let Me Honour You
November 11, 2014
Let me honour you
For your sacrifice, devotion and courage
Not afraid to die.
Let me honour you
For fighting for peace
And were willing to die.
Let me honour you
For the love of country
You battled, you died.
Let me honour you
Ones I loved
Who fought, who died.
Let me honour you
Fallen soldier
The brave who have died.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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The Sky Is Full
November 10, 2014
The sky is full of a future so bright
Lets me dream this dream as I go to bed tonight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Gentle Souls
November 7, 2014
Gentle souls gently resting
Smiling faces greeting burdened souls
Open hearts embracing those that need
Gently raising gentle souls.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Life’s Not Easy
November 6, 2014
Life’s not easy but what I’ve got
Even if I sacrifice, pay my dues
Know it doesn’t mean
I get to cruise.
If the hard work never stops
Does it mean I’ll not
Feel fun and laughter, give it up
Be satisfied with my lot?
Absolutely, absolutely not.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Why Not Understand
November 5, 2014
Why not try to understand
All the confusion swirling round
Like a crazy marching band.
Don’t know where, don’t know why
But somehow I need to cry
Release the hurt, set free the sigh.
Move beyond the crazies
Then maybe, maybe
Understand the reason why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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A Robin Wings Her Way South
November 4, 2014
A robin wings her way south
Buffeting winds
That may drive her off course
Today undaunted
She stays focused on her way
Though wind, rain and snow
She goes to the place
Where the sun glows heat
And where she stays
Til its time once again
To fly north
With all her family and friends.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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Golden Leaves Swaying
November 3, 2014
Golden leaves swaying
On a November breeze
Floating, cascading down
Landing on soon to be
Frozen, winter ground.
Woods are silent, hushed, listening
To the still quiet as a hunter lurks
Waiting to kill in the midst
Of golden leaves falling, raining down
Upon barren, dying ground.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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