Why does it feel so sad?
This is it, all we have
Cherish it, make it best
Don’t be sad, don’t be mad.
Trust the best
Will come to rest
Here among all
Of your kindness.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Posts Tagged ‘Patrice’
Why Does It Feel So Sad?
January 26, 2012
Robbie Burns Day It Is
January 25, 2012Robbie Burns Day it is
Go back in time
And listen to what is.
A gifted poet
A man of great stature
One of a kind that
We should look to
With great rapture.
I am in awe
Nothing would stop me
From hoping
That he would come
And guide my hand.
In this writing
Feeling
As I try to expand words
That come to mind
Here and now
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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There In The Past
January 24, 2012There in the past
Out beside the pine
Stands a lonesome
And forlorn task.
Not to be ignored
Not to be scorned
But resolutely accomplished
In a manner best suited
To the task.
That’s all I ask.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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This Is Where We Are
January 23, 2012This is where we are
Far, far in the stars
Amidst all that radiates
Well into night .
Enjoy the ride
Never hide this passing
From brightest light
Deep into darkest night.
Glorify all you see
For once again
It’s done
Just for you and me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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Holy Crap, Holy Shit
January 21, 2012Holy crap, holy shit
How did this come to be?
Drove into dusk
To a friends house
For a brake adjust
Enjoyed our time
Heated garage, work all done
Chinese food, a little dim sum.
Driving home in the dead of night
Turned a corner and what a fright
Flew fast, skidded left
Then a half a circle to the right
In a split second saw all my life.
Came to a stop
Teetering on the edge
Of a snowbank facing back
To where I’d come from.
Took a breath backing up
Turned around
Go forward asking
“What was all of that?”
Trade places for a ways
Smoke billowing, smell frightening
We might just have a blaze.
Park it, wait for the tow truck
Holy shit, holy crap
Go for a brake job
Come home
In a flatbed tow truck.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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Tenderness Is Sweet
January 20, 2012
Snow Is Falling Softly
January 19, 2012
Snow is falling softly
gently down upon a cold
Hard bitter ground
Unforgiving in this season angry
As we struggle to be warm.
Quietly snow covers all
That harsh, hard cold
Making soft and warm it seems
This landscape filled with cold.
Blanket all the world
In white beauty bold
There til spring
The ground does sleep
While we wait for warmth
To unfold.
Springing forth in vibrant colour
Joyous singing can be heard
May we rest in quiet winter
Tucked beneath a blanket white
Waiting for spring to tell us
This is the time to spring to life.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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Heaven Forbid
January 18, 2012Heaven forbid
Tell me what I did
Not in a day
But a lifetime away
Away from all I see.
Help me understand
The stand that must be me.
Don’t measure or pace
Race to the end and feel
Feel the trend which becomes
All I cherish and desire
In a life filled with this desire.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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Tortured Souls Hear The Pain
January 17, 2012
Tortured souls hear the pain
Nothing in it, all in vain
Climbing out, out from pain
Crucial not to be flushed
Down the drain.
Melody running in my head
Ponder what I really dread
Muster forth the power said
Rock all that fuels
This in my head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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Joyous Journey
January 16, 2012Joyous journey
Magnificent adventure
Trying times
Hidden agenda
Merciful forgiveness
And the power of love.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
