On the other side, sliding down
The slippery slope
Laughing, crying I turn round
I hope the way is clear
The path won’t steer me wrong
On the other side, sliding down.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Posts Tagged ‘laughing’
On The Other Side, Sliding Down
July 27, 2020
So Much To Say
September 16, 2019So much to say
So little paper to write it
All out
What so many people are talking
Laughing, talking about.
Suffice to say
When I find that scrap of paper
Filed somewhere
Yesterday
I’ll laugh, I’ll cry.
Because even then
I know there’s been
So much to say
So little paper to write it
All out.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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I Journey To My Home
May 24, 2019
I journey to my home
The place where I was born.
Memories past, life I did before
Some heartache, some laughing then and now.
I journey to the place
I was born, I journey home.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Tenderness, Loving And Caring
March 29, 2019
Tenderness, loving and caring
Caressing my heart, my life
Tender touch holding me
In warmth
This very night.
Smiling, laughing
Bringing cheer and delight
May you feel love like this
May it hold you safe and secure
All thru your life
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Voice Speaking
March 22, 2019Voice speaking, crying out
Saying things needed
Feeling all alone
Desperate to know the answer
Seeking to be free
Of ties changing, dragging thee.
Voice may be loud
Sounding almost like a horn
Blowing breath, scattering every way
Or soft and mellow
Holding dreams inside
Being safe, secure today.
Voice crying of things lost and found
Then some stored away
Voice may be laughing, bringing joy
To the day
Holding, hugging souls captured
In the voice’s lilting, loving way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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I Come To Be
August 2, 2018
In the morning I come to be
In my joyous place laughing, happy
All as it should be.
As a mourning dove gives it’s plaintive call
Cars pass knowing nothing of my life
Not at all.
Birds sing, squirrels jump from branch to branch
On the hunt for the perfect breakfast,
Dinner, lunch.
Flowers bloom, waving petals in a quiet breeze
While a fly buzzes, irritating for sure
But still a life that lives, that breathes.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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The Smell Of Lilacs Ebbs And Flows
May 19, 2017
The smell of lilacs ebbs and flows
Over my senses
Taking me back in time
When life was slow
And in pastures green
Children laughing, playing
Running past the stream.
Sweet scented lilacs are my time machine.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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I Journey To My Home
May 11, 2015
I journey to my home
The place where I was born.
Memories past, life I did before
Some heartache, some laughing then and now.
I journey to the place
I was born, I journey home.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Voice Speaking
March 30, 2015Voice speaking, crying out
Saying things needed
Feeling all alone
Desperate to know the answer
Seeking to be free
Of ties changing, dragging thee.
Voice may be loud
Sounding almost like a horn
Blowing breath, scattering every way
Or soft and mellow
Holding dreams inside
Being safe, secure today.
Voice crying of things lost and found
Then some stored away
Voice may be laughing, bringing joy
To the day
Holding, hugging souls captured
In the voice’s lilting, loving way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Tenderness, Loving And Caring
March 26, 2015
Tenderness, loving and caring
Caressing my heart, my life
Tender touch holding me
In warmth
This very night.
Smiling, laughing
Bringing cheer and delight
May you feel love like this
May it hold you safe and secure
All thru your life
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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