Looking Out

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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
Upon my undeserving head.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

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Having A Hard Time

Having a hard time
For
I’m seeing the future
In a bleak frame of mind 

Looking out onto trees 
Dripping
As if crying along with me

My heart is broken
In
So much anguish and pain

I know
The sun will shine
Again 

I know
I will laugh 
Til
I cry once more 

But until
That time comes 
The future is sadness 
All I see 

A future bleak 
Without you here 
Near me. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Beauty Is What I Behold

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

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

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

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 write, nothing to say
Just looking out
Seeing
An absolutely beautiful, breathtaking day
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018

Looking Out

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
Upon my undeserving head.
~ Patrice  

© Patrice Clarkson – 2018