The morning sun rises
On a day that’s
My brothers Birthday!
Brightly shinning sun
Waving branches on a soft breeze
Delicate opening flower petals
Gently rolling water
Snacking squirrels
And a prancing baby fawn
They all say
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
To my brother on his Birthday.
Have a great day my brother
And may I say too
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Happy Birthday dear sister
Happy Birthday
Once again my dear friend.
May the world be yours to enjoy
Your heart be filled
With treasures of happiness.
Happy Birthday dear sister
Once again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Shingles have taken over my face
Pain and tingling, ravage taking place.
Pills medicate leaving sleepy
Laying down the only peace.
Mending now, I’ll take a rest
Hoping soon to be in a better place
With no shingles on my face.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Security upmost desired
Trying to disappear into a flowing atmosphere
No ties, just don’t understand the how, why and when.
Big hog muscling in, grasp a hold, bring it in
Stand secure with all you are and have been
For no model broken cause before it has never been.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
You don’t know what I know
You don’t feel what I feel
You don’t see what I see
You can’t hear what I hear
Because
You are not and never will be me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Beat myself up
Curse the way
That got me here.
Need to let up
Need to be happy
That I’m living, existing
With breath to breathe
In this atmosphere.
Forget the bad, the negative
And the sad
Seeing only pleased
And grateful inside of me.
Forgive me and thee
Forgive and live
Live here
On the right side of happy.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
The heart is mended, the life is fine
No thought is taken
Of what happened back in time.
Moving forward, risking not
Becoming ice
In a land that’s hot.
Then in the midst of emptiness
She dares, she dreams
she dreams a lot.
~ Patrice
® Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Bright the day that brings me light
Illuminates my path, my rights.
Stepping into brightened day
Basking in the guiding sun
Warmth of those
Whose love holds me steady
On my path, my lightened way.
No darken soul
Frightened, weakened by remorse
Feelings, wrongs done no more
My path is lit, my light is bright
Onward, upward with my guiding light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Painful aspects
Will not be something
I think of when
I relive my history, my art.
Onward, forward
Must be the march
No hesitation
No “What if my heart?”
Will be positive and pleased with all
Remembering the world
Gives you what you dare to dream
Dare to start.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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