May
Your heart be full of joy
Your words convey pleasure
Your eyes see pure beauty
Your ears believe.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

May
Your heart be full of joy
Your words convey pleasure
Your eyes see pure beauty
Your ears believe.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

Reset my life in an instant
Like a roll of the dice
Never knowing where it’s going
Never understanding
Where I’ve just been
I’m here, moving
Going forward
With a smile and a grin.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

Pull me to the centre
Stand in front of me
Protect me from whatever comes
Wanting
To inflict harm on me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

Wishing all
‘HAPPY HOILDAYS’
Staying safe and healthy each and everyday
~ Patrice
The feeder hangs
Quiet and discreet
Waiting for company
To enjoy her treats.
No bad or evil thoughts
Does she convey
Feeding all who happen
To pass her way.
Filled up or near empty
She stands quietly there
Holding something
She lives to share.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2017

My journey is special
I am elite
No one else walks, talks
Or looks like me.
My heart skips a beat
When I look in the mirror
For there someone exceptional
Is looking at me.
No one in this world
This story or be
The exact same example
The same human being.
I am special
I am me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Death is overpowering me
Coming, telling me
What to do, where to go
Where to be.
Death is walking beside me
Holding gently, telling me
Souls who go don’t leave
They too, are alongside me.
Death is breathing life inside me
My time will come but not now
Go live a life full of love
Fun and beauty.
This death tells me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

As I sit here thinking
Of what is to be
And been
My mind wanders to things
That have passed, have been.
There are no memories
As strong as those
That I’ve lived
Been part of
Those that have been.
Future dreams that I’ll be living
Won’t be nothing
Won’t be memories til
They’ve passed thru my living
Going into what has been.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

I sit here wishing
What is
Could not be.
Hoping life
Would be a little gentler
Take pity on me.
Trusting it
Will get better
So all can be happy.
Doesn’t matter what I wish
Cause life is
What it will be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017