The water weeps to the ground
Soaking all
Saturating a thirsty ground.
Flowers dance between
The raindrops moist
Blooming, sacrificing all
It is their choice.
Clouds thunder
Marching across the sky
No time for plunder
For something in the distance
Has caught their eye.
Now I stand amidst this
I’m part of this
The earth, the wind, the sky
All this happening round
I feel it, feel so profound.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
The coldness covers and blossoms
Amongst dead and dying leaves
No heart is safe from these icy fingers
Embracing you, embracing me.
Covering, spreading across the land
Bringing cold some won’t withstand
Then it’s gone
Gone from the hidden, sleeping land.
Replaced by warmth growing
Flowering in the meadow, blooming in a tree
Another season guides life to expand
Spreading across this land
Thats’s in front of me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
The coldness covers and blossoms
Amongst dead and dying leaves
No heart is safe from these icy fingers
Embracing you, embracing me.
Covering, spreading across the land
Bringing cold some won’t withstand
Then it’s gone
Gone from the hidden, sleeping land.
Replaced by warmth growing
Flowering in the meadow, blooming in a tree
Another season guides life to expand
Spreading across this land
Thats’s in front of me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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