Clouds part, sun rises
Filling all hearts
With peace
Warmth and gratitude.
Joy comes to mind
As day winds down
Folding into night
Star studded.
Holding tight
Precious souls
In their solitary walk
Through life.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
I seek but will I find
The lost, hidden
The divine.
No path is shown
No way is clear
Trudging onward
Holding on to thoughts
Of what may be
Near.
Maybe passed by
Shrugged off
Not
Realizing
Sometimes
Good things
Stand
Being there for me
To embrace
Hiding
In
Plain sight.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Feeling, remembering
seeing
touching things from the past
bringing them
to the present.
Projecting them
to
the future
to be part of my world
forever
forever to be.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Solely hope
That I do come to see
The way
The light of all
All I want to do and be.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Holding on and holding fast
Not letting go.
Til the earth is beneath my feet
The sand whispering in my ear
And wind blowing too and fro.
Then
And only then
Will I let go.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Hidden beneath
the sacrifice
Deep
in the abyss of darkness
deceit
Sits
a radiance of hope
glimmering
breathing
No words spoke
but
listen
Listen.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Seeing ideas, hearing plans
feeling emotions
of
what could be
what I could accomplish
that
that I should start
to plan.
Smile gently
speak about my vision’s plan
hear
how I can execute
all those things
that’ll bring it to reality
more than just
a plan.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
How have I come to feel this way?
Where will I go on this another day?
Have I been there before?
Have I passed by this way?
Will I go beyond the horizon?
Become lost in the sun’s rays?
Answers I question
Questions I’m asking
Today.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
I remember memories
Both sad and joyous
Memories
They come to me
When I don’t notice
Memories
My mind will be elsewhere
And suddenly they’re there
Memories
Real or imagined
Staring at me
Laughing hysterically
Memories
Nothing seems to matter
Cause I remember
Memories.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Thinking of things
I need
and
want to do
Places
to go
Jobs
to do
Make
videos
Cleaning
too
Thinking
Thinking of things
to do.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
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