Snow Comes

Snow comes
falling down 
covering 
covering all that’s wrong 

In the spring 
We’ll see the flaws 
Resurrecting  goodness 
Starting deep
Inside
Underneath it all  

Rising to
Summer’s radiating warmth 
And
Onto falling fall

Where fruition
Will be the harvest seen 
As things die
In the late
Passing fall 

Then once again
We’ll be beneath 
Winter’s cold, cold snow 
Covering  
Covering all. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

Leaves Turn Brown

The leaves turn brown from green 
Last gasp of summer it seems 
Leaving it’s presence on the ground 
No more to be
Til the harsh winds of winter blow 
And bring
A pleasant, delightful renewing spring. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Cold Drips

Cold drips
It wains
Sun warms
Spring
Summer are on the horizon
If you stand on a tall hill
You can see them
Plain.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Wondrous

I’ve heard, I have seen
Things so wondrous
Just can’t believe.

Trees growing
living being coming to life
in the spring
bearing fruit summer
in between falls to winter
when they seem to be
sleeping.

One wonder to behold
to be seen
may be ordinary
but
if you stop, look and listen
miraculous it will become
wondrous it will seem.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

There I Am

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There I am in my robe
Watching closely as the earth disrobes
All it’s ugly, nasty things
Rising up in beauty
Filled with summer and with spring.
Winter’s cold, bitter hate
Melted here, no distaste
Only warm, fulfilling beams
Creating more lovely dreams.

Bless the ground I stand upon
Know it gives me faith true and strong
Trusting I’ll be here long after
Spring flowers fade and go
But memories of what has been
Or yet to come
Will hold my own sheltering robe so tight
That I know I will be safe
On earth’s soft ground tonight.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

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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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All Day Long

When I ran, played all day long
The hours were long, lasting all day long
Summer was at least a year
Warming all day, all day long.

Bees buzzed, birds sang all day long
Sweet scents on breezes waffling thru
As I played
Ran all day, all day long
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

There I Am

There I am in my robe
Watching closely as the earth disrobes
All it’s ugly, nasty things
Rising up in beauty
Filled with summer and with spring.
Winter’s cold, bitter hate
Melted here, no distaste
Only warm, fulfilling beams
Creating more lovely dreams.

Bless the ground I stand upon
Know it gives me faith true and strong
Trusting I’ll be here long after
Spring flowers fade and go
But memories of what has been
Or yet to come
Will hold my own sheltering robe so tight
That I know I will be safe
On earth’s soft ground tonight.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Rain, Pouring Rain

Rain, pouring rain, cold, colder still
Chills falling, falling down again
Winter’s come, pass the fall
Summer’s gone, we’ve missed it all.

One thing we can do
Is pray for spring, feel the dew
Then summer’s warmth will arrive
Holding us, in her arms once again.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Summer, Summer, Summer Time

Summer, summer, summer time
Ah, good food, good friends, good times
Summer, summer, summer time.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2014