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
Powerful feelings
potent times
Master the transition from ordinary
To the perfect time.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
No writing this morning
no words to be said
everything left on my pillow
the words, they slipped
right out of my head.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Of course you don’t know
The sadness, the heartache
I shouldn’t know.
You see the life
That seems to glow.
Sometimes it’s a lie
Sometimes you see I cry
But
Then if course
You don’t know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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
Strange dreams populate my night
They make no sense telling stories
Of places never seen
People I know
But they are in a strange dream.
Somethings seem familiar
In an odd way
I’ve been there
But I can’t tell you
When or on what day.
I awaken quizzing
Just what was this experience
No words to describe
That strange dream experience.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson -2017
Dismal failure
comes to mind
when I recite
a simple
nursery rhyme.
They speak of laughter
a joyous time
while in my heart
cries of disaster
no merry
nursery rhyme.
Dark place
that’s what I feel
what comes to mind
reciting
nursery rhymes.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
My heart aches, my soul cries
For the loves
I’ve lost
And
Live no more.
The time came they must depart
Leaving anguish
Loss
In my broken heart.
Someday I know I’ll see again
Those I loved
I lost
They’ll be with me forever
Forever once again.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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