Dead leaves fall
Blowing in the breeze
Falling to the grass
Floating in the stream.
Dead leaves fall
Gathering on the deck
And beneath barren trees.
Dead leaves fall
While children laugh
As they frolic in those
Now dead leaves.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Feeling, reaching out, holding close
Not sure what this is all about.
Taste the anger, spit it out
Drink deep love, give it to all
All about.
See the sun rise, breathing life
Into a blue, sweet sky.
Experience the night
Enveloping all in a blanket warm and pure
Kept safe til darkness disappears.
I feel this, I reach out, hold close
For I now know what it’s all about.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Every morning I paint a face
The one I want to show
Moving thru the day
With beauty and with grace
I apply colours sometimes
In vibrant broad, happy strokes
Other times I can’t help
The lines are blue
They weep, they cry
Hues blended in a colour
That represents the reason why.
A smile I paint upon that face
Covering the worried lines
The anger
I hope not to find
Each morning I paint colours
To show love, beauty and grace
There on my face
With a special brush that covers all
The tired, frightened lines
I paint
Every morning I paint a face.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Heaven drops
from the sky
Raining
hope and happiness
Now
and into
the
bye and bye.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Waves of thunder cross the sky
Rain falls obliterating any peaceful scene
My heart wails in anguish
Horrified by what
I’ve seen.
May tomorrow ride the wave
Of sunlight streaming
Streaming across a quiet
Peaceful scene.
And I will rest in peace
Knowing life goes on
No matter what I feel
I’ve seen.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I must
reach for the best
I must
know that tenderness
will bring joy and happiness
I must
make my world turn
with kindness, not hate
I must
I must seek
search, participate.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Tenderly, I think of you
For the world was right
When I could hold you
With no forsaken thoughts
On my mind
As we laughed and talked
And oh so tender
Were those thoughts.
Tenderly, I think of you
You were my world
You gave me life
You showed me how
To navigate throughout
Any cursed strife
To hold on, to believe
For you gave me love
Tenderly.
~ Patrice
© Patrie Clarkson – 2016
I know you haven’t been
On my side nor in between
Still I feel
You will come to be
A fan of all I’ve done
All I’ve been.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I have heard
The world turn
Clouds clap
And skies cry.
Never have I felt
I don’t belong
In this creation.
Just a little part
Of living
In the all of time.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
You have the answer
You have the way
To bring joy and happiness
Into this world
Making a better place
Now and everyday.
No words of commitment
No promises uttered
In any way
Just moving forward
Taking each and every step
Accomplishing a better day.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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