The lush green of summer
Is contentment in lazy, hot days
Brief showers of warm shimmering
Summer rain.
Squirrels scurry away
Hummingbirds drink all day
Sun shinning bright in a clear blue
Summer sky.
All is right
As I lie
My eyes watching summer drift by.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Heaven help the world
Understand
There is no tomorrow
If we don’t stand and
Let nature be around.
We alone cannot supply
Our food nor make rain
Come pouring down.
Understand
We are but a small dot
In a world
Simply
Spinning round.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
The heart is a treasure
Hopefully, never to be seen
It guides, beats life in a body
Where she is queen.
The mind may be king
But the heart, she is queen
Without her
The mind can’t do anything.
Giving life, birthing life
Holding life in between
No one lives a life without a heart
Hopefully, never to be seen.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
All the pages are empty
All the lines are dry
No one hears the cries
Of a pen waiting
Waiting to tell the world
No lies.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Thinking, wondering where I’ve been
And where
I’m going to go.
Then the road opens
The path seems clear
All I have to do is
Start from here.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Memories
Memories come flooding back
Some with remorse
Some with a laugh track.
I don’t know if anyone else
Remembers it like that
But I remember
Memories
Just like that.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Sleepy tired
Worry wakes me in the night
Toss turn
Feeling no sleep
As anguish plays on my sleepless stage
In a darkness with no saving light.
Maybe in the morning
All will be clear
A path opening up, a way from here to there
But tonight greeted with only so many questions
Keeping me sleepy tired
In a dim, dark hopeless night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Write
What you need to.
Write
What you feel too
Doesn’t matter if it
Never sees daylight
Only known on pages
Of a book closed tight.
Write
Let it out
Let it be recorded on
The slate that makes you be
What you’ve become
You see.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
When I think
Of all the things
That have disappeared
Gone away
Happened yesterday
My heart joins forces
With my soul
To help me understand
Why it all had to go away
Yesterday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Delicately
I embrace thee
Softly
I caress thee
While with my whole heart
I unconditionally
Love thee.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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