Feeling The Fruits Of My Malay

by | Aug 21, 2014 | Affirmations, Poetry

Feeling the fruits of my malay Pulling there and this way Struggling to be free, struggling to be me In this fight that wants to control The very essence That makes up this body and fills my soul. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson –...

So Much Has Changed

by | Aug 20, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry

So much has changed The world is not, not the same. Death, anger, disarray Where do I belong in this change Playing out on what seems a sunny day. ~ Patrice   © Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Getting Old

by | Aug 19, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry

Getting old Is not for the mild or meek Tough road lies ahead bolstered From those already dead. Aches and pains constant Even if only in your head Hip replaced, arteries clogged Fingers arthritic and sometimes The mind is just a smog. That’s when you think of...

Temporary, That’s What They Say

by | Aug 18, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry

Temporary, that’s what they say Lasting longer, not happening No way, no way. Savour while it lasts Then go about Go about your day. Knowing the best has come Has visited you Visited you and stayed. Just a little while A little while Today. ~ Patrice   © Patrice...

So Cool Today

by | Aug 15, 2014 | My Musings, Poetry

So cool today a chickadee came To where the feeder should be She looked and looked Then took a flight around Just to check no seeds were hidden Near or on the ground. It’s only August, too soon for seeds Flowers bloom in all their majestyBut honestly, look...