NEGATIVE SPACES

That dark spot hidden so carefully
Behind years, months, days, hours, minutes 
And seconds of time
Under layers of joy and smiles
And mistrust, I see it
You share so selflessly 
And stare so lovingly
And in your eyes, I see 
Those flashes, blinks of memories
You’d rather forget
Yet they all come together 
Like negative spaces 
In this masterpiece 
To portray that object
Your subject of regret my love
For this secret you have left behind, 
Is out of sight
But not out of mind,in your past 
And though I do not know the secret that is there
Those negative spaces implore me to beware
Copyright©2013 by Camille Caliscia Patrick

HEAR-SAY

It’s true what they say about books, judgement and covers
It’s true what they say about content, story-lines and authors
It’s also true what they say about good girls and bad boys
And bad girls and good boys
Is it not true, what they say?
Copyright©2013 by Camille Caliscia Patrick

RANDOM RAYS

The morning is here
and light shines on his face
night, is forever erased,
it seems
With light,
insecurities and doubt, 
lack and loneliness,
failure, faithlessness and fear, 
were chased:
from his sullen heart;
from his crazy mind;
from his unbelief,
in seasons, purposes 
and times
and random rays of golden hope, 
open his eyes real wide
to brighten, that dismal path
he has grown to follow- inside
and he can see,beyond finally...
for there is a future
now that there is sun

Copyright©2013 by Camille Caliscia Patrick

DOWN LADDERS

The innocence in your eyes,
the truth upon your tongue,
the openness of your heart-Raj,
keeps me spell bound.
Your words flip and flutter
from heart to ear to ear
and your soul opens like a window
for me to peer
right in,
straight through,
above and around.
I know exactly what to tell you-Raj,
To sweep you off this ground,
Because twenty plus thirty-two days are written in your stars,
Though Seventy-five million miles separates this Venus from Mars:
age difference,
race difference,
class difference,
Great distance...
And Raj,what will mama say?
When cougar-bears step down ladders,
Bridging distances to play
Or worse yet –stay

Copyright©2013 by Camille Caliscia Patrick