Why Have I

Why Have I
Listened to the wind
Blowing in my ear? 

Why have I
Tried to give back the gentleness
Life has served? 

Why have I
Cried when a sad song
Comes on? 

Why have I 
Not always felt 
That I belonged? 

The answers to these questions 
I don’t know nor can I tell 
For they’re written on a slate
Hidden deep and very well. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

A Hummingbird Came

A hummingbird came
he sat
on the the stair
his words were luscious
I knew he was there.

The beat of his wings
the flow of his heart
moved me to tears
I bowed down
I cried
I cried a lot.

For no more til spring
will I hear those sounds
as snow falls
baring down
on a land bleak
where
no hummingbird sounds.

Then
the snow will melt
the heavens wake
and
on his journey back
the hummingbird makes.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

My Beating Heart

My heart is heavy
She feels so old
So many stories
How many more
To be told?

She ticks and beats
She has survived
She seen joys
She has cried.

Blood fills
Pulses to
My mind, hands, feet
And back thru.

How many more thumps
Does she have
Not mine to know
Just glad I have her
I have
My beating heart.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

I Was In Your Place

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I was in your place, I saw your face
But
You didn’t recognize me.

In another life we laughed and cried
‘Friends for Life’ we said that’s how it would be
But
Now I see you don’t recognize me
I’m just a face in a ordinary place
And you walked right pass me
No ‘Friends for Life’
What a state it has come to be.

Just the other day I was in your place
Saw your face
But
You didn’t recognize me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

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The Good Women

The good women in my life
The ones who made me see and live this life
Ones that sacrificed
Made the way, laughed
Cried, died.

I salute you
Glad to have known and learnt from you
The women
The good women who made me
The woman I came to be in this my life.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

I Was In Your Place

I was in your place, I saw your face
But
You didn’t recognize me.

In another life we laughed and cried
‘Friends for Life’ we said that’s how it would be
But
Now I see you don’t recognize me
I’m just a face in a ordinary place
And you walked right pass me
No ‘Friends for Life’
What a state it has come to be.

Just the other day I was in your place
Saw your face
But
You didn’t recognize me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014