Posts Tagged ‘flying high’
April 3, 2017
When I sleep and rest my eyes
My mind she thinks
Ten thousand things
Sometimes waking dragons
And awful, horrible, terrible things
Or she rests in peace
Delving into more magic things
Flying high with no restraints
Unencumbered by earthful ties
She soars, she dares
She climbs the stairs
Into a world
Where there are no cares
There tonight
Maybe I will dwell
No one knows nor can tell
I only hope the night will pass
Giving me in sleep a chance
To dream
Another wondrous
Ten thousand things.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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November 17, 2014
Optimistic, let it fly
Down the canyon alongside
A deep, green sea of beauty
Where the world can see
Wings holding, lifting me
Flying high, flying free.
~ Patrice
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June 18, 2014
Fireflies sparkle in the sky
Flashing bright
Then fading, disappearing in a humid night.
Fireflies moving in a most erratic way
Flying high
Sparkling bright in a summer nightime flight.
~ Patrice
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August 6, 2013
Power onload going by
Flying high
High in the magic surreal blue sky.
Don’t wonder why
Just wonder what has pass by.
While you were fiddling
With that decadent
Mouldy land-locked piece of shit pie.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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