Snow flies
And we answer
Why? Why?
Blizzards blow fierce white
Changing darkness
Into a brilliant seeing night.
Cold with icicles
Dripping down
Covering a frigid, frozen ground.
Rivers run underneath
A covering of ice and snow
Sometimes more than a foot deep.
We live thru this
We
We do exist.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Things happen
I don’t know why
Placing me in places
Sometimes sad
Sometimes I even cry.
Then the heavens open up
Raining down
Blessings warm and bountiful
Covering everything
Everything all around.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Thoughts and memories
Come into my head
Some beautiful
Some filled with dread.
I think of them and then
Let those memories go
Back to the place where
All memories need to go.
There to stay til drawn again
To the front of my mind
To relive and live
Those memories one moe time
One moe time again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
Then I heard the calling voice say
Believe in yourself, believe today
Believing is the only way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
I heard the wild goose call
I heard her plaintive tone.
I bowed my head in honour
Of all those left
Left alone.
On the field of war and anger
In the battle
No one wins alone.
I heard the wild goose call
Come
Come bring your brave soldiers home.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
I’ve experienced the very wrath
Of what has come, has been
No remorse felt or regrets that last
No happiness seen.
Let me be away from this
Be and feel pure joy, pure bliss
And that happiness
That’s been evading me.
This I ask, beg and plead
Knowing it’s up to me to be
In that embrace, that love
I want to feel and see.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
When I hear the voices call
My heart bumps
skips a beat.
When I hear that melody
I know
know I’m not alone
nor to be.
When I hear the voices sing
sing of love, compassion
everything.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
The hearts of men and every woman
Beat, pound a melodic rhythm
Breath taken in, breathing out
Lungs expand and eyes look about
Fingers touch a soft, gentle ground
As feet run full speed all around.
All this done with not a thought
Of how to do it or where it starts
For life begins and only stops
When the end has come
And the heart, it stops.
~ Patrice
© PatriceClarkson – 2018
Suddenly,
in the heart of things
the world turns and it brings
glories so magnificent
it’s undeniably the world’s
best of things.
Suddenly,
spinning round once again
you see new fantastic things
then and there, deciding
it’s best to let the world
be turning, turning into more
stupendous things.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
When I fall
I must get up
Look to the horizon
Never giving up.
Failure is only a learning step
Nothing happens
That you can’t accept
Learn or forget.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
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