Quietly, silently
I move through thee, the mountains, the meadows
So full of such beauty, majesty.
Tomorrow I’ll be in the midst of a stream
Flowing rapidly
Swimming with creatures silently, quietly.
I will fly in the sky
Where birds live, laugh and die
I will be for a while, one of them.
No one will know
No one will be happier, happier than me
Moving quietly, silently.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
Love
Is all we need
Love turns the world
The galaxy
Don’t
Turn away from it
Don’t be all
Alone
When love is there
Giving
Giving willingly
It’s all you need.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
A wall of many trees stand
Stand in front of me
There may be a way
Around
Squeezing thru, in-between.
Many trees stand
Protecting me
From what dwells beyond
Unforeseen.
Canopy overtop, shading
Letting only a few rays
Of burning sun thru
To drop.
Taking the impact
Of a lightning strike
Hear the thunder crash
As a mighty tree falls
Out of sight.
Little ones will take its place
Loved
Nurtured by large ones
Standing, guarding, protecting
In this place.
As full circle round
Does nature go
Where many trees stand
Like a wall
All in a row.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Last night I saw a firefly
it lit up
the whole damn sky.
Yes, last night
a tiny fly radiated light
made
a bit of darkness bright.
Last night when I saw a firefly.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I have heard
and
know
I have to be
the sweetest person
I ever can be.
Why?
you ask
Why
this has to be?
Cause the Creator
says
this is best for the world
and
of course
little
old me.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
There isn’t any time
To
Make it right
No time to turn around
An ongoing blight.
Let the world know
Let it be said
You stood your ground
You did what had to be done
Had to be said.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
What I think
And
What I tell
Big difference
I’m sure
You as well.
Somethings are meant
To be left in the dark
Not spoken of
Not given a chance
To step out
And
Stomp on
A frail, fragile heart
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
For all I know
It could be not a thing
In a abyss of something.
For all I know
I’m not here.
For all I know
This is a dream
I’ve dreamt before.
But who keeps score
No one
For all I know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Tender is the heart
That beats
Coursing love thru all that speak
Never once demanding back
Only loving, loving
And
That is that.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
My Heart does break
My soul knows
The past has gone
It exists
No more.
Times remembered
Times
From long ago past
Have faded in my memory
But
I thought
They’d last and last.
The land has covered
Over
The lane we used to walk
Trees died
Their stark bodies bent
Cracking in the wind
While bushes have overgrown
Where happiness
Should’ve been.
Surrounded
By empty, barren fields
Flourishing weeds covering in
What used to be
Fertile land growing crops
That
Nurtured creatures
Way back then.
Only memories
Now
Only fading memories
Of what was but not now
Or
Ever again.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I went back after several years, to the place where I grew up.
The place where I had many happy times and wonderful memories.
I was overwhelmed to see what time has done.
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