Watching, Listening

Watching,
Listening to the wind 
Wind thru
The holes in my heart 
Left by the likes
Of you. 

No more
To be the same 
Never more, never more
I tell you 
As the melancholy wind 
Blows thru. 
~ Patrice  

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021

Watching

Watching
Things happen at a
Happening
No one knows the road to go
Following
Down a path
Filled
With all sorts of things
Waiting
For the sun to show
Rising
Filled with glamour unsurpassed by
Anything
Yes, I’m watching

Everything.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Sun Shines Bright

Sun shines bright
Holding life
With all it’s might
Watch it unfold
As the day goes by
Nothing by accident
Nothing passed by
An insect crawls
A hawk flies
Someone laughs
Watching
A blissful sun rise.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Evening Blends

Evening blends, comes alive
Making darkness
An ever changing tide
Moving in, out of places
Like water’s course
As silence’s breath breathes quietly
Watching, waiting for the conclusion
Of someone’s destiny.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Where Will It End

Where will it end? Where did it begin?

Answer not there
Nor has it been
Obvious to us watching
Listening in.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

Danger, Danger

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Danger, danger
Beware
Lurking in the dark
Standing there
Waiting, watching for the time
When the mind
Isn’t paying attention
Isn’t expecting anything
Like this awful crime
Danger, danger
Make it so it isn’t mine.
~ Patrice

 

 

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

Herald The Coming Storm

Herald the coming storm
Dark of night enveloping
With mighty might
Crossing over land
Thundering
Making creatures cringe
While most don’t understand.

Here I am
Waiting, watching, listening
Holding on
As the coming storm
Keeps coming on.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

Watching The World

Watching the world in front of me
Busy, gracefully happy
It is what it is and can be.

Part of my dream, my fantasy
Not a word is said, no thunder clap
Only conveyed heartfelt courtesy.

With this and that sitting here quietly
Smiling joyfully
Watching the world unfold in front of me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2015

I Sit Inside Watching

I sit inside watching
The goings-on
Going on outside.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

Then It Was Over

Then it was over.
And I stood on the precipice watching my heart flow away.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013