Beauty
Beauty
Beauty
Beauty comes
Showering
Thru my window
Straight into
My waiting heart
No hesitation
Or startled start
Just
Calm enveloping
All that beats
Feeling love
Putting beauty
In
My beating heart.
~ Patrice
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© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
The rain hides my tears
The sun soothes my fears
My heart knows
This too shall pass
But
In the meantime
It lasts, it lasts.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
A friend must now depart
an angel holds her hand
guides her on the journey
she must start
no one wants this to be
but know she must go
as an angel takes her hand
guides her to heavens oh so bright
My friend must depart
a great sadness fills my soul
my hurting heart.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Knowing when to go
When to stop
This is the secret to a life
Not filled with wrought.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
When I was lost, nowhere to go
She was there
This I know.
Holding still
Sitting quietly next to me
Not on a chair
But a presence
I could feel, I could not see.
Quietly she spoke
Her hand reaching out
Caressing my spirit, my soul
This being called
Me.
She told of things
That would be
She told me I would succeed
She told me, she told me
Everything.
Her voice so calm
Her touch so light
Her presence it could light
The darkest night.
An angel perhaps
A passing soul, who knows
But by my side
She lived, she stayed
She goes.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
When I fall
you pick me up
my life is saved
My heart
also
is picked up
Safe and serene
standing straight up
I feel your presence, I feel your love
And that’s when
I race
to another
who needs me
to
pick them up.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
My new pink pen
Flows along the lines
Leaving behind thoughts
Coming thru my mind.
My new pink pen
Laughs along the lines
Saying funny things
Leaving a smile on
My reader’s face.
My new pink pen
Doesn’t take no guff
It writes words needed
To tell the story right.
My new pink pen
Lays quietly on my page
Waiting for the words
To be created
Formed into lines
Sent out for all time.
My new pink pen
Has a mission
The reason she’s livin’
I give thanks for having
My new pink pen.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Pull it all together
Make it the best
Don’t let the answer
Doubts
Beat upon your chest.
Breathe freely
Breathe with no regrets
For nothing else matters
Except, except.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I don’t know
What the heart doesn’t care
Buried in messed up
I sip from a cracked, broken cup
Tears run
My heart weeps
For the love, the mystery
That wasn’t mine
To keep.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2016
Sitting quietly
Sitting
Just to be
No angry, no rushing
Not now, not me.
When the weather
changes
And storms blow fiercely
I’ll move, I’ll seek shelter
Til once again I can sit
Quietly.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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