Feeling

Feeling the heartache
Feeling it within
Gracing landscape paper thin.

Teardrops raining across the view
Fogging the horizon
Can’t see pass, can’t see you.

Never know what’s happening
Nor feel any gain
Crossing my fingers need not explain.

But there
In your comfort
You laugh just the same.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Snow Is Falling Softly

Snow is falling softly
gently down upon a cold
Hard  bitter ground
Unforgiving in this season angry
As we struggle to be warm.

Quietly snow covers all
That harsh, hard cold
Making soft and warm it seems
This landscape filled with cold.

Blanket all the world
In white beauty bold
There til spring
The ground does sleep
While we wait for warmth
To unfold.

Springing forth in vibrant colour
Joyous singing can be heard
May we rest in quiet winter
Tucked beneath a blanket white
Waiting for spring to tell us
This is the time to spring to life.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012