Beauty is what I behold
When looking out
Onto the board expanse
Nothing but beauty to behold.
My eyes see fields, meadows
Hills and lovely valleys
Where creatures big and small
Live, loving all.
As I lay my head down tonight
I’ll once again
Behold these images of beauty
In vivid dreams throughout
This, my sleeping night.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Swirling, whirling round
What is right, what is wrong?
My heart doesn’t know
My mind denies
My breath gasps in
My soul cries.
I wander
Taking in, looking out
Screaming
What is this all about?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Riches found, riches in every way
Looking out onto riches
To the end of the day.
Riches are all I see
Riches free
Riches for you, for me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Seeing another world in my eye
Looking out
upon the landscape wide
Holding all in wonder
Wondering why
I came to be in this magnificent world
I blink
Blink and can’t believe my eyes.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Nothing to write, nothing to say
Just looking out
Seeing
An absolutely beautiful, breathtaking day
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Looking out upon the vast history
Of life lived
And made better with dignity.
All is well
And will be the best there is
He saids.
As he reaches down
And kisses me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
 | Patrice on Sleepy Tired |
| Patrice on Write |
| Patrice on Yesterday |
| Patrice on The Help I Need |
 | beth on The Help I Need |
This work by Patrice Clarkson is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
Based on work at patriceclarkson.wordpress.com.
Permissions beyond the scope of this license may be available at PatriceClarkson.com.
