There in the past
Out beside the pine
Stands a lonesome
And forlorn task.
Not to be ignored
Not to be scorned
But resolutely accomplished
In a manner best suited
To the task.
That’s all I ask.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012


This is where we are
Far, far in the stars
Amidst all that radiates
Well into night .
Enjoy the ride
Never hide this passing
From brightest light
Deep into darkest night.
Glorify all you see
For once again
It’s done
Just for you and me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Holy crap, holy shit
How did this come to be?
Drove into dusk
To a friends house
For a brake adjust
Enjoyed our time
Heated garage, work all done
Chinese food, a little dim sum.
Driving home in the dead of night
Turned a corner and what a fright
Flew fast, skidded left
Then a half a circle to the right
In a split second saw all my life.
Came to a stop
Teetering on the edge
Of a snowbank facing back
To where I’d come from.
Took a breath backing up
Turned around
Go forward asking
“What was all of that?”
Trade places for a ways
Smoke billowing, smell frightening
We might just have a blaze.
Park it, wait for the tow truck
Holy shit, holy crap
Go for a brake job
Come home
In a flatbed tow truck.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Tenderness is sweet and sometimes all we need.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Snow is falling softly
gently down upon a cold
Hard bitter ground
Unforgiving in this season angry
As we struggle to be warm.
Quietly snow covers all
That harsh, hard cold
Making soft and warm it seems
This landscape filled with cold.
Blanket all the world
In white beauty bold
There til spring
The ground does sleep
While we wait for warmth
To unfold.
Springing forth in vibrant colour
Joyous singing can be heard
May we rest in quiet winter
Tucked beneath a blanket white
Waiting for spring to tell us
This is the time to spring to life.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

Heaven forbid
Tell me what I did
Not in a day
But a lifetime away
Away from all I see.
Help me understand
The stand that must be me.
Don’t measure or pace
Race to the end and feel
Feel the trend which becomes
All I cherish and desire
In a life filled with this desire.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012


Dream on
Dream here and near
No nightmares
Just dreams wonderful
Happy endings closure so secure.
Filter down the wishful
Into dreams fulfilled for sure
Nothing left undone
All accomplished and realized
In this dream world
You have begun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012

We are here. We are always here. Be comfortable, relish the here. See what wonders have unfolded before your eyes.
See the miracle that is you.
You are here. We are here. We are always here.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012