Feeling Honoured

Feeling honoured
and
very strong 

Living the best
I can 
making believe
nothing’s wrong. 

For tomorrow
will be
another day 

I’ll live thru it 
hugging
all that’s right 
leaving behind
all that’s wrong. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Rain Came And Washed Away

Rain came
And washed away 
All the hurt, anger 
I felt
Yesterday. 

Leaving behind
Bright, refreshed
Ready to play 
Thoughts
I have 
Starting just today. 

May they stay with me 
All today 
Going beyond
Into tomorrow
And
Into everyday. 

This is my wish 
My dream, my hope 
When I see the rain 
Wash away
All the hurt, anger
I felt
Yesterday. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

I Am Feeling Down

I am feeling down and all alone
Feel my heart beat a lonesome tone
Crying, standing in the wake
Of not where I want to be.

Hoping the mists of sadness
Will disappear, leaving behind
A world bright and clear
Full of anticipation, happiness
Not this awful, nagging fear and sadness.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

My New Pink Pen

My new pink pen

Flows along the lines
Leaving behind thoughts
Coming thru my mind.

My new pink pen

Laughs along the lines
Saying funny things
Leaving a smile on
My reader’s face.

My new pink pen

Doesn’t take no guff
It writes words needed
To tell the story right.

My new pink pen

Lays quietly on my page
Waiting for the words
To be created
Formed into lines
Sent out for all time.

My new pink pen

Has a mission
The reason she’s livin’
I give thanks for having

My new pink pen.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

I Miss The Heart That Beats

Solely, I Miss the heart that beats
Leaving behind a foggy mist
Never to dissipate.

Answers few, mostly none
Moving forward
Emotions on the run.

Embrace and hold
Respect and see
Loving you meant loving me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Spring Will Come

Spring will come and be spectacular
Leaving behind winter cold and white
No more fighting for
Warmth in long days of brilliant sunlight
Can’t wait for you to arrive
To be basking in
Your freshness, beauty and majesty
All things alive.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2019

Sweet Dreams

Sweet dreams come slowly
Quietly moving thru
Leaving behind visions
Memories I hold onto
Sometimes vivid
Then maybe vague
They play out active
There inside my head.

I feel I could touch
Hold tight
The figures in sweet dreams
That come to me
In the darkness
And early morning light.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018