A hummingbird came
he sat
on the stair
his words were luscious
I knew he was there.
The beat of his wings
the flow of his heart
moved me to tears
I bowed down
I cried
I cried a lot.
For no more til spring
will I hear those sounds
as snow falls
baring down
on a land bleak
where
no hummingbird sounds.
Then
the snow will melt
the heavens wake
and
on his journey back
the hummingbird makes.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Can you see
The sun shine
The bees be?
Can you see
See me?
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024
No more can I be
the one you trust
me to be.
No more can I say
those words you need
to hear today.
No more will I be
someone you can rely on
me to be.
No more, no more
will I be.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024
Lonely and all alone
I stand at the entrance
wondering
wondering should I go in
or
stay here
Lonely and all alone.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024
No more can I say
the words
I know
you want me to
All those words
you want to hear again
once more
today
Yesterday, the day before
they were what I felt
you needed
But
not
no more, not today.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024
Let me, let me be
at peace
quiet, silent
not asking anything
Let me, let me be
happy and carefree
Let me be.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024
The water weeps to the ground
Soaking all
Saturating a thirsty ground.
Flowers dance between
The raindrops moist
Blooming, sacrificing all
It is their choice.
Clouds thunder
Marching across the sky
No time for plunder
For something in the distance
Has caught their eye.
Now I stand amidst this
I’m part of this
The earth, the wind, the sky
All this happening round
I feel it, feel so profound.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Wish I knew what
to do
wish I knew what tomorrow
would bring
Wish I knew the best path
to take
Oh how
I wish
Wish I knew.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024
Not sure why
Anything is.
Not sure how
The earth came to be
Nor if it’s existed
More than an eternity.
Not sure why
My heart does pound
When I feel your presence
Next to mine.
Not sure I’ll be here
Laughing, crying with my family
Til the sun sets
On all humanity.
Not sure
Not sure I want to be.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2024
Not sure, not sure why
the world turns the way it does
clouds stream across the sky
birds sing and cows call.
I stand in the midst of it all
and
I’m not sure
not sure why.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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