Thoughts and memories
Come into my head
Some beautiful
Some filled with dread.
I think of them and then
Let those memories go
Back to the place where
All memories need to go.
There to stay til drawn again
To the front of my mind
To relive and live
Those memories one moe time
One moe time again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
I feel
The flesh of my skin
Warming
To the now coming
Spring
I see
My legs run
Across a path
Laden with flowers
Beauties of
Spring
I hear
A call echoing thru
my chest
Of geese making their flight
To reaches north
In the now here
Spring
No more
To wonder
No more to wish
My body knows winter is lost
Chased away
By beautiful, glorious
Spring.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Glorious day
tremendous times
In the clouds
reeling
from the heavenly rays.
Tomorrow
will be such a different day
but for now
I’ll stay
in the arms of love
on
this beautiful, glorious day.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
No one lives a life full of anger, strife
nor
do they live in unprecedented peace
a nondescript life.
Somewhere between, somewhere
we live
our own beautiful
personal life.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
The sun shines thru
it’s beams radiating
goodness, love
all things beautiful.
Warming the earth
filling the sky
with creatures lovely
able to fly.
The soil is warmed
growing things
feeding all
feeding everything.
We are lucky beings
we’ve been given
life
from the sun’s radiating streams.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Thoughts and memories
Come into my head
Some beautiful
Some filled with dread.
I think of them and then
Let those memories go
Back to the place where
All memories need to go.
There to stay til drawn again
To the front of my mind
To relive and live
Those memories one moe time
One moe time again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
The why and wherefore
Don’t seem to follow along
Maybe they’ll come
When I sing a beautiful
Melodic love song.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Think the thoughts
That are beautiful
Think the ones that need to be
While treasuring times past
Dwelling in your memory.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
Chaos and wonder
Are displayed
Reaching for justice
Dragons are slayed
No one comes forth
Nothing delayed
Anguish is vanquished
Honour laid
In beautiful heaps
At someone’s grave.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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