The drinks go down
In the hummingbird feeder
As the sun warms the sky
Grass blows on a breeze
Destined to bring rain
To the evening’s brilliant blue sky.
All seems right
All seems as it should be
No sight of anger
Or struggle to combat.
Just a spring day
Over coming all that.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
I read
The old ones
And believe
They were spun
By masters
Pass deceased.
They can see
All spread out
Far and wide
They can help me
Thru and be
The master here
Within my own
Small
Little destiny.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2013
The smell of lilacs ebbs and flows
Over my senses
Taking me back in time
When life was slow
And in pastures green
Children laughing, playing
Running past the stream.
Sweet scented lilacs are my time machine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
See the depth there inside
Where no one can or could ever hide.
There inside let me be the one who stands
And sees what can be not that what shouldn’t be.
See the depths close you eyes
Be at peace because here inside you can reside
Safe secure til all is right outside.
Dwell inside but first look deep inside
See the depth where it does reside.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Love is essential
Love is everything
Love will bring
Joy and laughter
And things
That sadness
Can never sing.
Love is essential
Love is everything
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Spring has come and sweet blossoms blow
On a gentle breeze full of promise
Creating magic in this that could be
A nursery rhyme.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The barking woke her with a start
To a smoke filled room she must depart
She knew that barking saved her life
That awful, fateful night.
Through the flames she did race
Flying down the stairs with saving grace
Outside on the lawn, there she realized
The barking was still held captive there inside.
She flung herself at the door
To go back in and save
The barking not outside
But flames leapt out burnt her bad.
Then terror was in her eyes
As the barking ceased to be
She sobbed, she wept, she cried
Knowing, the barking just had died.
The barking saved her life that day
This she knows as she stares
At the scars of that frightening night
When the barking saved her soul
In a awful, awful frightening night.
Rest in peace dear brave, barking dog
You gave your life to save her life and
It will be remembered throughout all life
That brave, courageous barking dog
Who saved her life.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
May the day be the best
May you have all you request
Happy Birthday!
Have a Happy Birthday Day
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Take respect
And let it be
Part of my world
Forever be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
The light is slowly lifting up
The obscurity that hides my soul
Touching, warming a heart
Immeshed in woeful sorrow.
Drying tears sadly falling
Cascading to the ground
While trembling lips remember
Days when sadness was
The sound.
But light does lift up
To a higher atmosphere
Creating beauty, happiness
In this that is our individual
Magic sphere.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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