Conspiracy comes and flows
Taking breath
Out of control
No one knows who to trust
Where safe lives
Or
Whether the world
As we know it
Will turn to dust.
Conspiracy shows
She has no mercy
Reigning ruthlessly
Laughing at despair
Smirking
At courtesy.
Conspiracy destroys
Undermines
The beauty of innocence
And
Tenderness becomes
An unimaginable crime.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Beauty and tolerance are key to me
For a life full
Of
Love and majesty.
Let me
Keep on this path
Let me be in love with life
No matter what comes to be.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
You didn’t tell me
You didn’t say
Those words I needed to hear
Before
Before you went away.
Silence is all I hear
Silence
Fills the hour, the day.
I’d hoped
To hear you speak
I’d hoped
You’d say
Soft, loving words to me
Before you left
Before you went away
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I know the difference
Between frozen and tropical land
I know light is not dark
And dark is not light.
I know the difference
Between morning and evening light
The difference is obvious
They are not alike.
But the in-between is hazy
Not easy to read
A conundrum for sure
Not darkness nor light
It seems.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
My heart does weep
My eyes seek
The right in the world
Power to the kind and meek
No one left behind
No one held without tenderness.
Make my heart glad
My soul soar
To the highest
As
My eyes, my eyes smile.
That’s what I need
Without which
My heart weeps
And
Weeps and weeps.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
You have known
I can see
All the beauty, loveliness surrounding us
Surrounding me
In the morning
Tomorrow
Will it be the same
Will we see
All this magnificence
This majesty?
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
You don’t know
Nor
Have you seen
The answers to all
All that lives
Has been.
Neither
Have I
None have seen
But
No matter.
We continue on
We trust we’ll know
When
The time is right
The hour has been.
~ Patrice
@Patrice, Clarkson – 2023
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
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
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