No more
To be sad or happy
No more to say
Those words
I didn’t want to say.
All is finished
Completed in every way
Now is the time
To be just me
Just me all day.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
No More To Be Sad Or Happy
March 7, 2024
We Are All Perfect
March 6, 2024
When The Sky Does Flow
March 5, 2024
When the sky does flow
Across the land
Earth itself will command
All creatures dear
Big or small
To love
To live
Make us be
All one
No matter what voice
We may speak
Or call.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
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No More
March 4, 2024
No more
To say
No more
To do.
Just sitting
Here
In the midst of beauty
And
Contentment
Too.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
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In Retrospect
March 1, 2024
In retrospect
I see so clearly
The problems I had
Answers
That evaded me
In retrospect
I could have
Done things
Differently
In retrospect
I know my life
Could have been
Changed drastically
But
In retrospect
Then I would not be
The person I’ve become
I need to be
In retrospect.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Feeling Hurt
February 29, 2024
Feeling hurt, feeling pain
Wonder
Whatever is it
That I need to gain?
No one else
Seems to be
In this
In this quandary.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
*Remembering you Monty on this day, this day that was your last 💓
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Secrets
February 28, 2024
Nobody else can ever know
All the secrets
Life bestows.
But when we’re gone
No longer here
Those secrets have a life
They ever flow.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
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No More
February 27, 2024
No more to be
No more to roam
Far away
From the expanse
I know
I call home.
Now is a new time
Now will be a time of change
A time to be
Everything I wanted
Everything
I knew was there
For me to claim.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024
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The Caged Bird
February 2, 2024
The caged bird flies
Deep into brilliant
Blue, blue skies.
The caged bird cries
Songs of lilting love
Her sweet voice sings
Of beauty, freedom
All things.
The caged bird dies
In the midst of bars holding
Holding her in.
No soaring in blue skies
Nor lilting love songs sung
For this was only a dream
Dreamt in
A dark night long.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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Hardly Seen
February 1, 2024
Hardly seen
Nor
Put upon as perfect
Yet
Here we are, here we be
Flourishing
Throughout the land
For all
To know
To feel, to touch
To see.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2024
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