One Day
The trees were bare
The next
Leaves were there
Cascading
Waving in the breeze
Hiding treasured nests
Deep within silent
Green leaves
Soaking up the sun
Drinking in the rain
Leaves
breathe life
Into a mighty tree again.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018
We keep secrets
We hold them tight
Never exposed
To see the morning light.
We keep secrets
Silent, secretive
They speak not a word
Sometimes to the grave
They’re carried, never heard.
We keep secrets
Untold secrets
We grasp them tight
Feeling the burden
The weight not light.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
~ AFP PHOTO/Alexandre Fuchs
A dark day, a quiet day
Busy hoping the bad will go away
But still anger fills the land
Don’t understand, don’t understand.
Silent caution undertakes
To make the world a safer place
No blaming you, no blaming me
Just live in wonder, in harmony.
Darkest night is all we fear
Not one another, no foe, no peer
We walk in morning not with dread
Only thoughts of love instead.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Silent silence
Thundering thru my head
Clouding all that might be said
Nothing left to be undone.
Silent silence
Makes me run.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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