Fall Has Come

Fall has come, its presence felt
The lane is crowded with leaves that fell
Geese fly through coloured hills
Their honks ringing against clear, blue skys.

While squirrels cache seeds
Nuts and whatever they can fill
Holes hidden hopefully to remember
In the cold winter still.

Sorrow, anticipation crowd my mind
At the last of summer as it falls to winter
In midst of such beauty that sends
Chills to the soul and thrills the mind.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Anticipation

Anticipation
Anticipation of what can and will be
Sadness, sorrow
Or
Unprecedented ecstasy
Mine to control
With the best there is
Anticipation
That’s what it is.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

Tremendous Feelings

 

 

 

 

 

Tremendous feelings
Tremendous help
Moving thru a time
That does not overlap
With heartache, sorrow
Or anything else like that.

Just a tremendous time
To feel
A tremendous time
To be alive.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

Sorrow Manifests

 

Sorrow manifests
Deep within of me
No reason
Just fatality
Slowly rising up
Overwhelming me.

Sorrow
Sadness here
Deep within of me.

Treasure happy
Treasure gladness
See and be
For sadness
Sorrow will fill the glad
If you let it be.

Tinkle of laughter
Skipping
Down the path of destiny
Filling hearts with joy
And all necessities.

Sadness in the gutter
Sorrow no part of me
Let it be.

No sadness
No sorrow manifests
Only happiness
There
Deep within of me.
~ Patrice

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2012