I can’t be scorned, belittled or debased
I am alive, I have survived
And
I know, know what I need to do.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Archive for the ‘Affirmations’ Category
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April 11, 2019
Sometimes A Memory
April 5, 2019
Sometimes a memory
Sadden, falls down my face
Coming straight from heaven
It holds a special time and place
In my heart forever
Starting there, glistening
Upon my face.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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It
April 2, 2019
Not having
It
Not seeing
It
Not feeling
It
Not sure what
It is.
But I’m hoping for
Pleading for
Trying to accomplish
It.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Home Is Heart
March 25, 2019
Home is heart, heart is home
Speak softly
Let no one feel alone
Be together
Whether near or far apart
Act according
To the followings of your heart.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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I Heard Your Heart Beat
March 21, 2019
I heard your heart beat
I saw your breath breathe
My fingers touched your lips
My hands caressed your feet.
As my soul touched yours
I knew, knew there was
No where else in this world
I need be or rather go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Heard
March 13, 2019
You heard me speak
You heard me say
Words that you took away
Making us forever friends
Even til today.
I heard you speak
I heard you say
These words I write
I write today.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Keeping, Feeling
March 12, 2019
Keeping everything in store
Keeping all things close to me
Feeling insecure
Feeling
Feeling a little needy.
Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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House Of Cards
March 8, 2019
House of cards
Comes crashing down
Never built on solid ground
No ace, jack nor king
Only a queen in mourning.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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Haven’t Learned My Lesson
March 7, 2019
Haven’t learned my lesson
Haven’t done my job
Sacrifices taken
But
Still can’t understand
The reason
Nor
The writings
In the Almighty’s Log.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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Nothing Really Happens Til
February 27, 2019
Nothing really happens
Til something moves
Takes control.
Nothing really happens
In the morning bright
Til eyes open
Letting in streaming sunlight.
Nothing really happens
Til words are spoken
From a mouth open
Speaking things we need to know.
Nothing really happens
Til feet move
Heeding the mind’s signals
And control.
Nothing really happens
Til we let Mother Nature
Let nature have the reins
And we let go.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
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