Totally in the dark
Absolutely unable to see
Whether the world will
Come and hold me
Keep me safe
Or
Throw me to the wolves
Surrounding me
Could it be
The wolves will be
My saviour
Surrounding, protecting me
Totally in the dark
Absolutely unable to see.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Hoping to see joy in all humanity
As we transverse thru our lives
Holding each close
No tears cried
No hope denied
Just care and love in all our lives.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
The world has come
And
In the process of go
Where
I don’t know
I’ll follow along
And
Hang on tight
For I’ve nowhere else
To go
Not tonight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Rain flows, thunder roars
Skies dark
The world holds its breath.
A storm races through
Her heartless devastation clearly shows
Nature knows what she can do.
Later the skies will clear
The sun will shine
Birds glide on breezes
Blowing softly in blue, blue skies.
All is clear
The storm’s destruction
Has disappeared.
Everything is calm
We have weathered another storm.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Golden rays of sunshine
Drift thru the quiet day
Today
Is the only thought
For tomorrow does not yet exist.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
I have heard
your sweet voice sing
seen bad weather
turn to spring.
Nothing, nothing is for sure
but with all my heart
I will believe in
the magic of my dreams.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
A butterfly lands and rests her wings
sipping nectar
water
all delicious things.
Then she leaves
flutters away
her bright colours
all on display.
Maybe tomorrow
or
the day after today
she’ll be
on her journey
to a southern land
miles away.
Where there
too
she’ll sip more nectar
fluttering
one flower to another
her colours on display
all those miles away.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
We work towards
a good ending
we feel the ending come.
Our hearts are remorseful
knowing
this that’s to come.
Will there be a tomorrow
will it all end
today?
Not ours to answer
not ours
to know in any way.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
The lush green of summer
Is contentment in lazy, hot days
Brief showers of warm shimmering
Summer rain.
Squirrels scurry away
Hummingbirds drink all day
Sun shinning bright in a clear blue
Summer sky.
All is right
As I lie
My eyes watching summer drift by.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Clouds boil black across the sky
hiding goodness, laughter
beneath an unforgiving land
the sun can’t shine nor rivers flow
there is no time for kindness to be bestowed.
Maybe tomorrow
or
the day after that
brightness and laughter
will replace all this awful crap.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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