Having a hard time
For
I’m seeing the future
In a bleak frame of mind
Looking out onto trees
Dripping
As if crying along with me
My heart is broken
In
So much anguish and pain
I know
The sun will shine
Again
I know
I will laugh
Til
I cry once more
But until
That time comes
The future is sadness
All I see
A future bleak
Without you here
Near me.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Remember when
The world was small
Worries, cares were nothing
To speak of at all.
No crashing down
Of a market
Not really existing
Not at all.
No change in time
It just moved forward
Regardless of everything
Anything at all.
No mushroom cloud
No toxic smoke
No weeping, wailing
All lost hope.
Those were to come
But when
The world was small
None of that mattered
Not at all.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Total failure
Is not an option
I’m taking
Maybe drawbacks
Maybe roadblocks on the path
I’m creating
Still I’ll stay
On my course, my dream
My yearning
And
When I arrive
I’ll realize
That I’ve been here
From
The beginning.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
I feel a heart beating
Here in my own heart
I feel a sadness blue
I know I’ve lost a time
When I lost
Lost you
Moved on
But every now and then
I think
And that’s when
I find myself
Missing you.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
I write the words that come
I see them in their entirety
some are in colour
others grey
altogether they make
the words I write
I say.
Tomorrow
they’ll be different
they’ll say something I never thought of
not til that instant
when they came and I wrote
wrote what they told me
to say.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Holy Smokes, Holy Cow
The world it turns
It revolves
But
Not around me
No
Not at all.
It may tomorrow
Or
The day after that
And
You know
I’m not sure
Where it turned
Way far back.
The only thing
I do know,
I see
Is that it turns
And
I take the ride
The ride for free.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Horrors be
can’t take them
away
away from the head
they stay
mentally.
The body will heal
but
the spirit, the soul
keep
those things into
eternity.
We know we must
must let them
go
throw them away
don’t let them
crush
your spirit
your kind soul.
Today, just today
let them go
no more in your head
to fester
create dread
let them go, let them go
instead.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
The world spins
Swirls around
How we stand up is
Extremely profound.
Not a sound is heard
It’s all underground
Just spinning thru space
How exciting
How profound.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Fingers trudge
across the page
feeling
the paper’s texture
smooth
hardly any grain.
Will the pen
fill the lines
printed
on this page
or
will it be vacant
unused
crumpled
thrown away?
Fingers hesitate
and then
pick up trusty pen
and say
words that fill this page
with all they want
need
to say.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
My heart aches
Surrounded by people
who think me stupid
My heart aches
For these people have judged
convicted me of dumb behaviour
My heart aches
At the moment I see no alternative
it must be true
I have no saving grace, no saviour
My heart aches
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
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