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
Do you know, do you know
What I should do
Do you know
Do you know?
Tell me
Please
Tell me, tell me
So I know too.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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
Curiously Wondering
What is to be
What will become of my world
My life
In the years to come
To be.
Will I grow old
Hair turned white
Or
Just go to sleep
Forever
One night?
Questions asked
Answers
I don’t know
Time is the only one
That
Really knows.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
A robin lays a thousand eggs
only some come to fruition
Optimistic, she builds again
this time, she’s sure
she’ll see a thousand grow
Fulfilling her ambition.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Heaven help the world
Understand
There is no tomorrow
If we don’t stand and
Let nature be around.
We alone cannot supply
Our food nor make rain
Come pouring down.
Understand
We are but a small dot
In a world
Simply
Spinning round.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Terrible things do happen
Terrible things do come to pass
How we handle
Treat them
Is
Lighting in a bottle
We have to acknowledge
Move pass.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
No one lives a life full of anger, strife
nor
do they live in unprecedented peace
a nondescript life.
Somewhere between, somewhere
we live
our own beautiful
personal life.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
What have I done
and
where will I be
in
a year
decade
century
Will I know
know
the time to let go
to let be
Will these answers
come
in a rush of clarity
or
quietly while I sleep
peacefully.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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