Spring

I feel
The flesh of my skin 
Warming
To the now coming
Spring 

I see
My legs run
Across a path 
Laden with flowers 
Beauties of
Spring 

I hear
A call echoing thru
my chest 
Of geese making their flight 
To reaches north
In the now here
Spring 

No more
To wonder 
No more to wish 
My body knows winter is lost 
Chased away 
By beautiful, glorious
Spring. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022

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

For All I Know

For all I know
The world may not be round
It could be full of crowded, crumbly ground
Coming up, breaking down
For all I know.

For all I know
Birds sing to bring joy and happiness
In the chilly, warming spring
For all I know.

For all I know
The squirrel runs, the rabbit plays
Making life an serious, endless game
For all I know.

For all I know
Rain falls to the ground
Spreading life most profound
Asking nothing in return
For all I know.

For all I know
Skin is not skin deep
It lives and breathes
It holds the soul within the body
Until it’s time to go
For all I know. For all I know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson ~ 2014

Deep In A Wretched Chasm Of Despair

 

Deep in a wretched chasm of despair
Struggling, struggling to get out
Out of there
Fallen down a well of no repair
Intimidating, dark down there.

Feel the walls
Feel their strength
They’ll help you climb back up
Into a life of freedom
Happiness, no despair.

Don’t dwell way down
Way down there
In that chasm, that well
Filled with hell
Way down there.

Bring yourself up, out
Feel the rays spreading out
Warming, bringing joy
Happiness all about
No pain.

No heartache there about
As we bask in the warmth
Of the sun, knowing
We’ll never fall back down
into that dark chasm
We’ll never, ever fall
ever at all.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013