Lil' Debbie

There are many Little Debbies
Out there to try,
Like Banana Pudding
And Marshmallow Pie.

Fudge Brownies and
Cloud Cakes will get you by,
Blueberry Crème
Is another I’ll try.

Cakes like chocolate
Red Velvet and Spice
Boston Crème and
S’mores also is nice.

Gingerbread Cookies or
Peppermint Swiss,
Are great but let’s not forget
Pumpkin Muffins and Cheese Danish.

Shortcakes, Donuts, and Rolls
Will not be the same,
Treats, bars and swirl
There are too many to name,

I will have to admit
If you are taking a poll,
My favorite Little Debbie is
Swiss Cake Roll.

Pat Sinclair
20 May 2011

SUNSET

Surprise me with your beauty

Until your journey rests beyond my sight,

Never to view your wonder, fills me,

Saddens me, until evening comes,

Every night becomes a ritual

Till the morrow when you visit once more.

TOMORROW

TOMORROW

Night is dark, unending,
Erie and quiet.
Crowding, pushing you forward,
Toward the unknown.

Rain, cold and wet.
Pelting from heaven,
An unstoppable beat,
Soaking you to the bone.

Fear, deep and disturbing,
Settles over you, around you.
The unknown, closed within the night,
Freezing you in place.

Hope begins to fill you,
Attacking the darkness.
No matter what your day,
Tomorrow will bring the light.

Pat Sinclair
12 May 2011

Celebrate Her

A tear slides gently down her cheek
Leaving a trail to mark its path,
Giving notice of her heart
Remembering years gone by.

She was a daughter
Born into a world full of hate,
Left alone to grow
Into a woman full of love.

Sister to three brothers
Allowing her to be herself,
Giving her room to bloom
Protecting her from harm.

A wife who was loved
Before it was taken from her,
Teaching her an injured heart
Will heal with time.

She is a mother
Full of undying love for her sons,
Support, Pride, and Encouragement
For what they have become.

She is grown now
Having survived half a century,
Living to the fullest
Loving and being loved.

Pat Sinclair 2010

Nothing

Before me are steps that lead the way
Climbing to nowhere,
Through mist of thought…
Toward nothing.

Before me is a doorway
Framing the unknown.
Suggestions of hope for more…
Still nothing.

Before me are stones
Placed to create a wall of silence,
Embracing my creativity…
Then nothing.

Before me are plants
Giving color to my reality.
Bringing dreams alive before fading…
Into nothing.

Before me is the way
To the unknown,
Before me is everything…
Yet nothing.


pat sinclair 2010

David

My first attempt at poetry so please let me know where I can improve. thanks.


David; you will always be loved
And will never be forgotten,
Voices will continue to carry you on
In words still unwritten.
Daily and forever with thoughts of you...

Cherished memories we seldom mention,
Here they are to carry us through
Although the hurt it does not lessen.
Roaming thoughts so strong with
Love for you they will not weaken,
Endless moments our hearts will
Seek forever a love that remains unspoken.

Pat Sinclair
Oct 6,2007

Books

Broken and weary I rest,
Oceans of boredom wash over me,
Only to drain my soul.
Keep me from my pain,
Supply words to quench my thirst.

pat sinclair june 2010

Happy Birthday

How many wishes will come true
Around the time you celebrate?
Perhaps only one or maybe two…
Pretty cards and silken ribbon bind
You to the ones that do.


Beautiful memories of celebrations past
Increase as the day advances.
Rising with the sun to follow along,
Taking you tenderly into the night.
Happiness and friends combine, making music,
Dance away the day while you can
Add to your trail of life, of love and of years.
Years lost to all, but memory.

Pat Sinclair
22 Jun 2010