Shorts

Will shorts ever be an option?

Cold winds blow frozen
Ice it seems encloses
No bright, growing spring
No warm summer sun.

Harsh, angry weather
Keeping winter coats on
In what was suppose to be spring.

No respite
Birds shivering
Tulips freezing
Babies crying

No,
Shorts are not an option tonight.
~ Patrice

Patrice Clarkson – 2019

I Saw A Hummingbird Amongst Snowflakes

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I saw a hummingbird amongst snowflakes
Shattering life, no respite
Falling into spring cold and shivering
Hovering over brave blooms
As you come to make a summer home
In this land that has no way
To warm and comfort
On this cold spring day.

Fly south I’d say, then wait a day
Before braving storms to come back
To the land you can call
A summer home once more
Yes, I saw a hummingbird
Amongst snowflakes just today.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Waters Rush

Waters rush

Insanity a must

As the waves come

Crashing down.

No respite

No delight

Harrowing thunder

Is the sound.

Water courses

Forces all

To come with it

Or to drown.

Waters rush

Listen

Listen

To the sound.

~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson 2017

Sudden Clouds

Sudden clouds
Come crashing down
Throwing thunder, lighting
All around.

Not to rest, no respite
Chaos, fear just surround
Bringing dread
The only feeling to be found.

Over soon
To see the light
Feel the sprinkle washing hope
Throughout the night.

No more quaking
No more fear
Only soothing trickle
Cleansing clear.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson -2015

I Saw A Hummingbird Amongst Snowflakes

I saw a hummingbird amongst snowflakes
Shattering life, no respite
Falling into spring cold and shivering
Hovering over brave blooms
As you come to make a summer home
In this land that has no way
To warm and comfort
On this cold spring day.

Fly south I’d say, then wait a day
Before braving storms to come back
To the land you can call
A summer home once more
Yes, I saw a hummingbird
Amongst snowflakes just today.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013