Tenderly, I think of you
For the world was right
When I could hold you
With no forsaken thoughts
On my mind
As we laughed and talked
And oh so tender
Were those thoughts.
Tenderly, I think of you
You were my world
You gave me life
You showed me how
To navigate throughout
Any cursed strife
To hold on, to believe
For you gave me love
Tenderly.
~ Patrice
© Patrie Clarkson – 2016
The journey begins
Down a winding path untold
Breathtaking exposure
On this the chosen road.
No concrete answers
To questions asked
Feel only wonder
Seeing a brilliant sky at last.
Excitement for
The journey begun
All comes together
Like a well known song sung.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Going thru the gamut
From frustration and anger
To the highest excellence
And of course all in between.
What is right to do?
What have I done wrong?
What should I do in the future?
Not letting my emotions
Be so strong?
The answers to these questions
Along with those I’ll ask
I suspect in not too long
I’ll hear their answers
Bright, clear and strong.
The answers will be
Whispered in my ear
If I’m quiet, holding still
They will be answered
They’ll come along.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
On the hilltop
In the horizon
Cradled
By the blue filled sky
I’ll know
The answer
I’ll know
The reason why.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
I saw a hummingbird today
Still here, hasn’t flown away
Cold nights must take a bite
Still here
Couldn’t believe my eyes
My ears.
A hummingbird flew
To the feeder so low
Thought of emptying
Sure all hummingbirds gone
Then there she was hovering
Sitting, sipping sweet nectar
In the cold rainy air.
Still here, hasn’t started
On her long flight
Sleeping thru, keeping warm
In the cold fall nights
Drinking sweet water
Filling up to embark
On a long, arduous flight.
Maybe today will be the day
She’ll fly away
Still
I saw a hummingbird
A hummingbird flew to the feeder
Today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Here we go again
Here we are once more
Hold on tight
Rest
Sleep thru the night
Ready for the morning light
Crises come, then they go
In between
Comfort for the haunted soul.
~ Patrice 
My mind does wander
My mind does see
Glories
In all their splendour
From here to eternity
Revel in their existence
Marvel that they be.
Yes, my mind does wander
My mind does see
Beauty all around
Beauty for all to see
Beauty in my heart
Beauty
Caressing me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
I am not a failure
I am me
I am not a success
I am me
I am not another
I am me
I am me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
When the answer does arise
May I be ready, not surprised
May I act upon
The words filtering thru
My head to my heart
Unperturbed.
No one else will hear
That sound meant for me
But I must recall
All the times leading up to this
Not forcing me, just acting on
The answer resting on my lips.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Anyone home? Anyone here?
Can’t see the sky
It seems so full of fear
Can’t hear the song of birds so dear
Can’t feel the warmth of the sun so bright
Feels cold, cold as a freezing night
Does anyone know? Does anyone care?
Don’t know the answer
Even if the question hasn’t been asked
Is anyone, anyone here?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson -2016
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