Dangerous messages lying in repose
Waiting for the time
When damage can be imposed.
Nothing right, all is wrong
No recourse
The words too strong.
Those dangerous messages now litter the throng
Holding hostage all that’s good
Ruling with what is wrong.
Sadness part of the hour
Part of the one holding
Dangerous messages changing the world
All around.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
I don’t know, I don’t know
How the world turns
Or where storm clouds go
I don’t know, I don’t know.
I don’t know, I don’t know
Why everything has an enduring spring
A cascading fall in between
Summer hot or cold, white winter falling
I don’t know, I don’t know.
I don’t know, I don’t know
Which one shows me life to live
Steps to take through it all
I don’t know, I don’t know.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Conscious of nothing
Enveloped in a vacuum of nothing
Echo, hollow resounded on nothing.
Then
Kindness opens up the earth to everything
Making the world mine to believe and enjoy.
Nothing is left behind
But
Cared for by everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Kindness borrows heaven’s sorrows
Stores them in a safe, grace filled place
Now gone from ladened brow
A smile crosses that once saddened face
Lifting up in hopeful praise
No more to see, feel or fear
Just held with kindness
In heaven’s grace.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Dear Lord let me be strong
And full of dignity
Let me see your guiding light
Bright
Even in the darkest night
Dear Lord let me be.
Let me feel your guiding hands
Pull me in the way you command
Dear Lord let me be
A child of your God in your image
Strong and free
Dear Lord let me be.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Heading into life
Meeting it with optimistic delight
Pushing aside the snide
Those that cried
Things that need not be denied.
Stepping one step at a time
forward
Forward into life
With optimistic delight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Rocking horse ride
Thundering across the plain
Nostrils flared
Mane aflame.
Rocking horse ride
Without a care
Through the meadow
On the path of some incidental.
Rocking horse ride
With power and strength
No thought
For heartache or complaints.
Rocking horse ride
Throughout time
Please don’t leave
Me far behind.
Rocking horse ride
And understand no bar’s too low
Or hill too high
For a rocking horse to ride and ride.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson 2015
I have joined the Automatic Worldwide WP 5k and am going to commit to a 5k run each day from yesterday, Oct. 26th to Sunday, Nov. 1. It’s not that I’m an overachiever or anything, it’s just that on Nov. 4th, I’m having a cataract operation and have been told – No Exercise! – So, I’ll do as much as I can, while I can 😀
See you on the road, treadmill, pathways, anywhere there’s a 5k run in it!
The first of the 5k Runs for the next week was done in the afternoon on a beautifully wooded, winding, moderately flat road. Along with my trusty running partner, Mr. Thor who’s stoked to be doing it too!!! And I should add, charted on RunKeeper.com
My Second Day of the ‘Running with Automatic Worldwide WP 5k
was done on a treadmill
😦
It was late in the afternoon and didn’t have the light or time to go on the roads.
My trusty ‘Running Partner’ was there at my side once again.
The view was stationary but still lovely.
BUT!!!
I did have to pause to take a picture as my running on the treadmill gave a very distorted picture…
Then we were finished for that day!
😀
And the reading said it all.
5k or 3.10 miles done.
Completed.
Tomorrow is another day.
Another run.
One more day, one more run on the treadmill.
Not my favourite, but just not nice out there. Tons of cold and wind, so the treadmill it is.
And the view isn’t that bad.
My dear, sweet running partner is out here with me!
And then we’ve Got’er Done!
Til tomorrow.
😀
Sadly, Day 4 is ANOTHER treadmill day
😦
It was dark outside and miserable.
So, treadmill it is
again.
No pictures of the view because it would just be black night.
Gratefully
My running partner was beside me all the way
🙂
See you tomorrow – hopefully out on the road
🙂
I climbed to the top of the sky
Came back down
Don’t know why.
Maybe to climb again
Share the time
Feel the view
See the height
The deep dark blue.
I climbed to the top of the sky
Looked around
Then
Came back down.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Today I was outside again and LOVING it!
Going down a dirt road, winding and climbing thru beautiful scenery
And once again, accompanied by my dedicated running partner!
All is well
Good today and tomorrow.
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Feeling the heartache
Feeling it within
Gracing landscape paper thin.
Teardrops raining across the view
Fogging the horizon
Can’t see pass, can’t see you.
Never know what’s happening
Nor feel any gain
Crossing my fingers need not explain.
But there
In your comfort
You laugh just the same.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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When The Sorcerer Comes To Town
October 26, 2015When the sorcerer comes to town
The earth will stop and rotate back around
No friendly comment can expose
A sneaky agenda found beneath the folds
Then and only then will laughter stop a train
Heartache be nothing and nothing to blame
When the sorcerer comes to town
Will you be here or over there?
Will I stand tall or fade to fair?
Will trees bend dropping leaves
Upon the ground
Or reach up scratching heaven’s sky?
Don’t know but I will tell you why
When the sorcerer comes to town.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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