I can see you
Feel your breath breathing
On mine
My lips hunger
For your loving touch
Caresses
Far
Far into night.
What else is there
But loving
Loving forever
The rest of
This
Passionate night.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024



No more do I go
To the edge
Oh no, now I leap off
Into the unknown
Accepting everything will be okay
Trusting all
No more to hesitate
No more to wait
Nor stay on the edge
But
Leap, leap off with faith
No dread.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024


No more to see
Nothing left to do
Move on
And be filled with gratitude
For
Your heart is left intact
No breakage
No, nothing like that.
Count your blessings
Be in tune with
The steady march of time
It will take you to a place
You’ll be at peace
Nothing to regret
No, nothing like that.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024


I wonder, wonder where
The squirrel at the feeder
Came from.
Where the sun was before
It shone in the sky.
When people thought
That they may fly.
What was said when
The mountains fell.
As a earthquake opened up
And shattered the ground.
I wonder, wonder where
The answers can be found.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020

Listen to that little voice
That
Speaks inside your head
The soft, gentle sound
That tells
What’s right, what’s wrong.
The one who says
Which path to take
If you should
Go
Not hesitate, not wait.
When you find
The one
You think you love
She’ll tell you
If you need to stay
Or
If you should not walk
But run.
So listen
Listen to that little voice
She knows your heart
She knows
Knows what’s best.
Never lose that
Connection
Never ignore that voice
For
She says the wisest words
There
Inside your head.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024


It all comes together
It all falls apart
Here I am trying
Trying to keep it together
Nevermore
To be apart.
My duty is explicit
My chores
Cannot be left undone
Not fall apart.
For that’s how life goes
That’s what we must do
Bring it all together
Never
Let it fall apart.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2024

The sun breaks
over a brown earth
Left as if dead from winter storms
But then
In the midst of all broke
Deemed dead and dying
Is a small green shoot
Emerging
Bringing life
To a winter weary land.
The warm sun gives life
Nurtures
The rising ones
Spring
Has come
As winter retreats
Only
On a later day
To blast
Blow once again.
The sun then rests
Satisfied
she has done her best
Thou
She too
Will be back
Tomorrow
To nurture, bring life
With a warm, radiating
Spring sun.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
