I am feeling down and all alone
Feel my heart beat a lonesome tone
Crying, standing in the wake
Of not where I want to be.
Hoping the mists of sadness
Will disappear, leaving behind
A world bright and clear
Full of anticipation, happiness
Not this awful, nagging fear and sadness.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Terrible things happen
In terrible times
Suffer and subjugate
Seems to be the way of life
In this certainly
Not a nursery rhyme.
Will I persevere
Will I see the light?
Questions, answers
Not seen tonight.
Maybe tomorrow
I’ll find my way
Maybe then joy will be
The cloud I ride upon
Spiriting me away.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I see you laughing
Talking to me
Your heart
Your mind free.
It may be tomorrow
When we meet again
I look forward to
Whenever it is.
Til then
I’ll be my best
As I dream of that time
When I see you once again.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Seething in the mist
Saddened by sorrow
Struggling to say
I don’t know why I let it effect me
Today.
Maybe tomorrow
Maybe later today I’ll feel better
I’ll let it go and celebrate
Everything sweet and beautiful
I experience just
Today.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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
No one seems to know
nor do they understand
the way to heaven
is always open
That
it’s there
Always
at their command.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Desperate happenings
Unfolding tonight
Leaving wonder
Far in the distant twilight
No time for remorse
Anger and fury is what
Is coming tonight.
For tomorrow
In the board, bright daylight
Could it be all will be
As if it never happened
Never made you cry
In the dead of the dark
Dark night.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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
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
When I suffer a silence bad
I try to overcome the fear
It will last, it will last.
Then I see the sun rise
In a sky filled with beauty
I see that no anger, fear
Nor hate lasts forever
These too will dissipate.
Love will come thru
Speaking, telling
Showing the way
To happiness for me
And for you.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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